Einstein had a way with words that make them sound poetic.

“we all dance to a mysterious tune,
intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.”
~ Albert Einstein
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Einstein had a way with words that make them sound poetic.

“we all dance to a mysterious tune,
intoned in the distance by an invisible piper.”
~ Albert Einstein
Image credit: Earthschool Harmony https://web.facebook.com/SpiritualQuotesandSoulfood/
via Wildness
Michele‘s post reminded me of poems by two of my favourite poets.
Environmentalists refer to Wendell Berry and Mary Oliver‘s poems. An educated guess is that Henry David Thoreau, who Michele quotes, informed their writing.
Wendell Berry wrote in moments of despair he “comes into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought.”
Mary Oliver ends Summer Day with the following question: “Tell me, what is it you plan to do/ with your one wild and precious life?” Paradoxically, the question is an answer to her eloquent questions about who created nature.
Nature has a way of being and providing us with lessons for life. It is in meditative moments, when we just are, we grow to understand what that can mean. We grow and value what is essential not to us, but to those who come after us.
“We do not inherit the world from our ancestors, but borrow it from our children.”
Mary Oliver is one of my many favourite poets. Even lines from her poetry say so much. Sometimes, in a busy world, I have to remind myself to stand still and be mindful of what the world offers. Thich Nhat Hanh said we find the extraordinary in the ordinary. What do I overlook and take-for-granted?
When we visited Fairmont Hot Springs, I walked each morning and we went below the hot springs one evening for a short hike. On the walks and hikes, I took pictures.
On Sunday, we went to church. As we came out, this buck posed for pictures. He was in the shade so I cropped the picture and, as a result, it is a bit blurry.
I walked each morning and afternoon. This doe crossed the road about the time the sun was coming up each morning. She kept an eye on me, just to make sure.
Just outside Fairmont is Columbia Lake, which is the head waters of the Columbia River. The lake appears to have a mist over it most of the time.
When I walked in the morning, I took this picture as it was becoming daylight. The mist was much heavier at this time of the day than it was during the day.
Several evenings we went to the hot springs. On one of the evenings, we walked below the springs and found a path to a small creek. The moon was just rising from behind the mountains.
A small water fall flows into the creek. The volume increases when they release water from the swimming pool to clean it. I took the picture without any flash. I don’t know if it is the rocks, the time of day, or some other reason that allowed the picture to appear so well-lit.
Diana passed on a tag and posed 13 questions to her followers with this re-blog. The best part of the her post was the John O’Donohue blessing about how our words make the invisible visible through our personal artistry and creativity.
I love quotes. They make me reflect about meanings that are not clear. They raise eloquent questions that have no pat answers. They inspire me. Balroop provided three quotes that underscore these points.
Poetry is like quotes and I find many quotes from poems and poets. There are spaces between words, lines, and stanzas I can stand in and wonder.
I leave you with quotes that inspire me to think deeply and ask questions about the meaning of my life.
The first two are from Mary Oliver.
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?”
“Said the river: imagine everything you can imagine, then keep on going.”
The following is from Wendell Berry.
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound…
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
I was on the road today, driving through part of Alberta I do not spend much time. I drove to Fairmont Hot Springs, which is in British Columbia. To get there, we came via Banff National Park. The normal route west usually takes me through south of Banff and Jasper National Park.
It was a beautiful day and two mountains stood out against the sky with clouds in behind them. I am not sure of their names, because of a lack of knowledge of the area. It was in the Mount Norquay area, but I thought Norquay was further to the north.
This might be Mount Norquay. It seemed to be the mountain that stood out and was the focus of the pullouts, but I don’t know the area well enough to be certain.
These palisades are just off to the side of the mountain above.
This is just above Numa Falls in Kootenay National Park in British Columbia. The mountain parks on the British Columbia side are not as well-developed as the ones on the Alberta side. I use the word developed in a relative way, as none of the parks have significant commercial development. We were not able to get any closer to the falls as the bridge is out and the gorge has no direct access.
Below, is a video of the falls from YouTube. I don’t see a bridge in the video, but the gorge is inaccessible.
John O’Donohue wrote prayers and blessings as his poetry. This is a beautiful one about beauty, loyalty, shelter, and prayer.

I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Wave of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.
~John O’Donohue
**Photo via Pixabay; texts added by Natalie