I’m Going to Start Living Like a Mystic

Jennifer Louden read this poem today in her Friday audio in the Writer’s Oasis. It’s glorious, and mesmerizing, and I share it here for all and to remember it myself.

I’m Going to Start Living Like a Mystic

By Edward Hirsch, 1950

Today I am pulling on a green wool sweater
and walking across the park in a dusky snowfall.

The trees stand like twenty-seven prophets in a field,
each a station in a pilgrimage—silent, pondering.

Blue flakes of light falling across their bodies
are the ciphers of a secret, an occultation.

I will examine their leaves as pages in a text
and consider the bookish pigeons, students of winter.

I will kneel on the track of a vanquished squirrel
and stare into a blank pond for the figure of Sophia.

I shall begin scouring the sky for signs
as if my whole future were constellated upon it.

I will walk home alone with the deep alone,
a disciple of shadows, in praise of the mysteries.

The Grail Castle (reprise)

[Note: Originally posted in a stuck-in-the-mud blog on August 28, 2011. I love the photo and the sentiment.]

The thought that came to me in meditation today: Lead with your spiritual life. Something has to be first.

Retreat into your spiritual home: the Grail Castle as Joseph Campbell described it. There nurture your spirit, the power within. Then act, create, out of that still place.

~ Rod MacIver/Heron Dance


Heron Luminescence Sketch – Early Painting 20 / Rod MacIver [www.herondance.org/originals]