Leaf of the Tree

Finding the Divine in the Details


Patience: time to dream of how the light will feel


Photo: David Campbell / GBCTours.com

Our times, for all the unseeing blur of their speed, require patience, at the heart of it all.

Patience as a means, like a receptive channel, for Love to flow into, and through.

If any one particular wisdom seems to echo through these days, it is what New Hampshire poet Bob Moore conveys here.

This Guest Post is a Guest Poem, like a strong, sustaining infusion of light, for times when winds blow cold. A heart’s reminder of how our relations, the trees, teach us how to wait, to leave room for what the mystery in creation will quietly enter, and unfailingly fill with all that new beginnings need. 5x7pondforphyllis



by Bob Moore


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The trees stood still. They knew enough to wait.

They knew that every season wasn’t great

for blooming, so they slowed down, and they dreamed

of what the light would feel like when it streamed

for hours in the warmth of a summer day.

When asked if they felt cold, they wouldn’t say.

But given the chance, they wore a coat of snow,

and waited for the length of days to grow.


Photo: David Campbell

They watched the squirrels and chipmunks fetch their meals,

but never spoke a word of how it feels

to while away the time and not complain,

or worry if the forest would sustain

their young, or fret about the need for room.

Instead, they held out for a chance to bloom.


Reading Bob’s words, I’m reminded of those of W.B. Yeats:

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

Waiting for our inner and outer senses.


In the light of calm


Photo: Lauren Chuslo-Shur

Gleanings found here and there:

“A quiet mind is all you need. All else will happen rightly, once your mind is quiet. As the sun upon rising makes the world active, so does self-awareness affect changes in the mind. In the light of calm and steady self-awareness inner energies wake up and work miracles without effort on your part.”

~ Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj

“While others are anxious to see you arrive, I praise your vast withstanding of the uncertainty from which all meaning is born.” ~ Toko-pa

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“So imperturbable was Abdu’l-Bahá’s equanimity that, while rumors were being bruited about that He might be cast into the sea, or exiled to Fizan in Tripolitania, or hanged on the gallows,

Israel 077He, to the amazement of His friends and the amusement of His enemies, was to be seen planting trees and vines in the garden of His house, whose fruits when the storm had blown over, He would bid His faithful gardener, Isma’il Aqa, pluck and present to those same friends and enemies on the occasion of their visits to Him.” 

~ Shoghi Effendi, God Passes By