Dreaming Wide-Open

photo by Kate Steensma
photo by Kate Steensma

The cattle crouched round them in soft shadowy clumps, placidly munching, and dreaming with wide-open eyes. The narrow zone of colour created by the firelight was like the planet Earth – a little freak of brightness in a universe of impenetrable shadows.
~Hope Mirrlees

Sometimes I feel I am dreaming awake with wide-open eyes.  There is a slow motion quality to time as it flows from one hour to the next to the next.  Everything becomes more vivid as in a dream — the sounds of birds, the smell of the farm, the depth of the greens in the landscape, the taste of fresh plums, the intensity of every breath, the reason for being.

The rest of time, in its rush and blur,  can feel like sleepwalking,  my eyes open but unseeing.  I stumble through life’s shadows, the path indiscernible, my future uncertain, my purpose illusive.

Wake me to dream some more.    I want to chew on it again and again, savoring.


5 thoughts on “Dreaming Wide-Open

  1. Thank you so very much, Sister. Your blog is a joy to me as well! Emily

    On Sat, Sep 7, 2013 at 10:25 AM, Barnstorming


  2. Some time ago I was looking for a quote to describe ‘contentment’ for a good friend celebrating 60 years as a Sister of St. Joseph. She always seemed so content with the decision she made years ago to enter her religious order, and continues to be inspired by the Order’s special charism. Working with her for only 20 years or so in parish ministry, I witnessed the seeds she planted in her quiet faith-filled way.
    I thought it seemed rather appropriate for your post today….

    “A harvest of peace grows from seeds of contentment.” (Kasmiri proverb)


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