Visible on the starling's beak, a drop of water - melted snow - through which sunlight sifts into myriad rainbow parts.
Snow buntings on the lilac.
One sees the neighbor's barn and - somehow moved - is suddenly willing to see nothing else.
Bright winter let me not know another.
The end of the divided self draws near and one is given any number of tools and tricks to help ease the transition.
It is easy when you know the Holy Spirit's love for you is your love for it.
This morning a starling rested on a snowy pine bough and I perceived the sun - bright, variable and alive - through a single drop of melted snow that hung from its beak.
You have to commit, there is no substitute for the unequivocal yes.
Peace and quiet.
Suddenly one realizes that no healing is necessary, only the awareness that no healing is necessary.
Let us say that a carriage appears, cresting a far hill, and in it the preacher sits, bible at hand.
In the starling - and the tiny sparkle that might have been melting snow at its beak - one came at last to the fundamental acceptance.
Delay is understandable - and goes unpunished - but why put Heaven off?
One by one the snow buntings fell off the lilac bush and each thusly lightened limb trembled in sunlight much longer than one would have expected.
Peace is quiet.
Learn to identify the substitutes, the idols, the many tactics you have created to assure confusion and delay.
It is related to - is manifest in - the way sunlight dissolves into a vivid rainbow entirely without the starling's consent.
Your yes does not create holiness but rather establishes your willingness to see what holiness is already created.
How delightful to see Creation in the lilac shedding its heavy buntings of snow!
Say yes now!