Oftentimes, I think it is a miracle when a ripple touches us, and then on that light, yet powerful connection, revels in delight, creating another widening circle of ripples.
Reading and listening to Joanna Macy is profoundly transformative, like the magical strength of a never ending ripple... Even the seemingly last one on the lake, reverberates and shakes up the adjoining land. A little blade of grass on the edge begins to dance, and the dragonflies take the ripple effect to another zone... Yet that tiny ripple, caused by a falling seed, a leaf, and whence it began from before that, is truly a mystical experience to encounter...
And in this reading of her translation of Rainer Maria Rilke's poem "Widening Circles", Joanna Macy effortlessly breaks open our shackles of understanding about the 'sacred', taking us, like the dragonflies into a new zone of the universe!
As she says towards the end " Our human minds are too small to be able to make pronouncements and definitions around the source of the sacred.... It is not be separated from the web of life."