Neuropathy has come to call so I am sitting out its visit on Turtle Row. It has become increasingly difficult for me to type–now referred to as “keyboarding”–so I am investigating voice recognition software, thanks to a very dear friend.
Fortunately, I am able to continue my study of ancient authentic traditions as well as the world of re-enchantment, introduced by two of my readers. In particular, I am enjoying Thomas Moore’s The Re-Enchantment of Everyday Life and recommend it highly.
Of late, I have been remembering William Blake’s “Auguries of Innocence,” always appropriate when looking for the miraculous in the mundane. Here is its opening quatrain:
“To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.”
You may read the rest of the poem here but the enchantment of the opening quatrain is everlasting.
Regular posts will resume June 3.