Tuesday, January 8, 2013

only

My heart has
become the
exultant disciple
of your
thirst. No
mantra, no
movement, no
author. Only
this sweet
desert, this
family of
fire, this
breath.

©Laura Sorrells 2013
all rights reserved

6 comments:

  1. thirst and sweet desert... nice

    Is that a beech that still has its leaves? Here, the younger beech hold their leaves till spring and the right after Christmas I was walking in the woods in the moonlight and the leaves appeared silver in the light reflecting off the snow.

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  2. It still had them in mid-November in Kentucky. I'm glad you liked this. I think young beech leaves are especially beautiful but the tones here thrilled me, even if I did use a filter.

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  3. Laura - this is beautiful. Absolutely beautiful!

    I see an RSS feed, but do you have a "subscribe" button so that I can receive an email each time you publish a fresh post?

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  4. Laura - I should have told you that "HolEssence" is Laurie Buchanan.

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  5. Ahha! I think I may have found the "follow" button (it looks different on WordPress).

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  6. Thanks, Laurie. did you get it? I am not great at these things, but I can figure it out if need be. This photo was taken at Gethsemani in November. not processed at all though I did use a filter.

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I live at the edge of the forest in a little town in the north Georgia mountains. I teach sixth grade Language Arts and am writing a memoir of sorts about family, spirituality, and narrative. I am also exploring a possible writing project having to do with contemporary lay contemplative experience and how it might be informed by the Desert Fathers and Mothers of early Christianity. I am a relatively recent convert to Roman Catholicism and an admirer of Pope Francis, Leonardo Boff, Joan Chittister, and Richard Rohr. I'm a Lay Associate of Our Lady of the Holy Spirit Monastery in Conyers, Georgia. I am interested in indigenous cultures, narratives, and spirituality, especially how these can inform my spirituality as a lay contemplative. I write, read, take pictures, play around with creating ephemera from paper and cloth and other organic things. I cook, hike, watch wildlife, and collect random bits of interesting oddness, both tangible and abstract. I am a seer of smallness and a caretaker of ridiculous minutiae. If you want, e-mail me at riverrun67@gmail.com or lksorrells@hotmail.com.