To wish to learn from the Celtic Christian is to wish to
sense the passionate presence of God in all of life. It is to find God in the
ordinary events of life, love, eating, working, playing. . . . It is also to
perceive that time and place do not separate us from what we ordinarily do not
see and sense. The ancient Celts believed that the other world was always close
to us and became apparent in the 'thin times' and 'thin places' in which the
veil that usually obscured them was lifted.
Timothy
J. Joyce, Celtic Christianity: A Sacred Tradition, a Vision of Hope (Orbis
Books: 1998), 154
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a hazy sky
a blood red sun
a killdeer playing hide and seek along the road
calves playing
owls hooting
down the road
the massive dump truck of my neighbor rumbles
and a friendly arm waves out the window
two walkers pick up trash along the road
and smile a greeting as I pass by
slowly the sun morphs into a brilliant yellow orb
and the grayish sky brightens into blue
a covey of quail darts into the grass
which glows golden with reflective glory
Sacred is
everywhere
even in the dust
swirling up from
beneath my feet
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