We have been blessed. Our blessing is a private audience to the Eternal Play. At every moment of every day the earth is spread before us and of all things this means, the truest is: it awakens our soul to Him Almighty. Our soul is more capable of life-giving than our body is. This is what Fair Haven has given us, our own Great Awakening. I put wheels on our bed and every night we roll it up to center stage. We see night become day and day, night. We see summer become fall and fall waning into winter. We see the sun, moon, and stars. We see colors that are living and have names, ivory, violet, indigo, alizarin, sienna, and ebony. Wildness is ever-present. We see as a witness. We can confess glory; yesterday, we witnessed a deer swimming the half mile across the river to the island beyond, planets passing overhead, and packs of animals howling their jubilant kill. We call them by name, “Our flock of American Pelicans has arrived for winter.” We see unexplained things in the heavens, moving lights, colors without names, great flocks perfectly formed, breeding birds locked in intimate ecstasy falling to earth. Our view hides us to see a coyote walk in front of our door, pause to look at himself, and then lope off into the night. We see wildlife living, dying, dead, and being born, fierce fights for life, nurturing mothers, and fathers of all types, building homes. This epic never ends, climaxes over and over, and mostly lies silently still before us letting us know, feel, and enjoy our soul.
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