January Snow

Blaze in January snow

An excerpt from Diane Ackerman’s Cultivating Delight:

“…Snow looks glittery and solid, and yet its molecules are in motion, it’s constantly flowing. I like snow’s odd quality of pouring over and around things without breaking up, so that it creates pockets of air, overhanging eaves, accidental igloos, where garden animals huddle to keep warm. I like how solidly snow packs, and how tiny flakes of it can bring a large city to a halt, when snow is nothing but water and air, mostly air…”

 

School Prayer

the guardians. painting by ann altman. words by diane ackerman. from syracruse cultural workers.com

I love this poem “School Prayer” by Diane Ackerman. The second verse speaks to me of what it means to be a Unitarian minister.

In the name of the daybreak
and the eyelids of morning
and the wayfaring moon
and the night when it departs,

I swear I will not dishonor
my soul with hatred,
but offer myself humbly
as a guardian of nature,
as a healer of misery,
as a messenger of wonder,
as an architect of peace.

In the name of the sun and its mirrors
and the day that embraces it
and the cloud veils drawn over it
and the uttermost night
and the male and the female
and the plants bursting with seed
and the crowning seasons
of the firefly and the apple,

I will honor all life
—wherever and in whatever form
it may dwell—on Earth my home,
and in the mansions of the stars.

From I Praise My Destroyer (Vintage Books, 2000)