True Natured.

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That is the difference between signs and omens. 

Signs disrespect the nature of reality, 

while omens betoken our search for meaning, 

reverent of the majesty and mystery of the universe

they are a conversation between consciousness 

and reality in the poetic language of belief.

Whenever we think in absolutes, we ossify. 

Our freedom always lies in our flexibility, 

and because concepts like meaning and identity

 are not fixed, because they 

“require our intentional participation,” 

they are “mercifully flexible.” 

They take the shape of our beliefs 

about who we are and what we deserve, 

they abide by the messages we send 

ourselves through the omens 

we make of reality.

For those of us who find consolation 

in the natural world, 

the sense of meaning has to do with contacting

 the numinous quality of sea and sky 

and songbird, of everything that makes 

this planet a world. 

Each to their own true nature. 

You may call that connection wonder. 

You may call it magic. 

You may call it creation. Or god. Or awe. 

It matters not what label or meaning 

you may affix to your inner connections 

to outer phenomenon. 

The connection lives in true feeling. 

And to feel your true nature? 

One must realise the direct simple unwavering 

connection. 

To nature. Your own. 

There are two paths to magic:

 Imagination and paying attention. 

Imagination is the fiction we love, 

the truths built of falsehoods, 

glowing dust on the water’s surface. 

Paying attention is about intentional noticing,

 participating in making meaning 

to lend new weight to our world. 

An acorn. 

The geometry of a beehive. 

The complexity of whale song. 

The perfect slowness of a heron. 

Real magic requires your intention, 

your choice to harmonize. 

Of course it does. 

The heron cannot cast starlight onto the dark

shallows to entrance the bluegills.

Not unless you do your part. 

You must choose to meet her halfway. 

And when you do, 

you may find that magic isn’t a dismissal 

of what is real. 

It’s a synthesis of it, 

the nectar of fact becoming the 

honey of meaning. 

Jarod Anderson also turns 

to the great blue heron as a lens 

on our search for meaning in 

Something in the Woods Loves You(public library)

his poignant meditation on surviving 

the darkest recesses of human nature,

 the strange fusion of shame and sadness 

that gives depression its devastating power, 

by turning to the luminous and numinous 

in nature. 

Emerging from the pages is a lyrical love letter 

to how “imaginative empathy” 

heals and harmonizes our relationship 

to ourselves, to each other, 

to the wonder of being alive.

In the remainder of 

Something in the Woods Loves You, 

Jarod Anderson goes on to lens the search 

for meaning through a kaleidoscope of living

wonders, from the sugar maple 

to the red-tailed hawk to the morel mushroom. 

Couple it with Loren Eiseley on 

warblers as a lens on the wonder of being, 

then revisit some of humanity’s greatest writers

 on nature as an antidote to depression 

and Terry Tempest Williams on 

the bird in the heart.

THANK YOU UNCLE VINCENT 🙏 MALONEY
THE MYSTERIOUS
THE MAGIC 
THE UNKNOWN 
THE DESART FESTIVAL
MILLION STARS OUT THERE! 
✨🌟 2016 ☄️💫