Today, and every day, let us remind ourselves that God, the Creator, is with every life that has been created: with people, but also with plants, with trees, and with the world, itself.
Butterflies, seemingly so fragile, are blessed that they are able to cross great distances in their need for warmth in winter.
Squirrels, through deep winters, find protection from the cold with dens they have made inside trees, dens, they fill with pods that hold seeds.
In a way, we less active Senior folks have discovered that our minds find for us activity to enjoy in our days. Often memories present themselves for us to share, and laughter comes along to play.
God, in order that lives will find their sustenance, and the seasons will follow their order, maintains the planet in its journey around the sun.
For life and for Your Care, Creator of all,
we are blessed.
Marylee Manson Armour.
December 13, 2010
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Tuesday, December 14, 2010
Friday, March 20, 2009
ARRIVAL OF WILD GEESE
Yesterday, above trees in my yard, I saw a flock of wild geese fly across the sky, then descend and land in a large school yard. For a number of years, in Spring, and with admiration. I have watched geese find again a summer home. What a long way from the South the geese have to journey!
How generous it is of the Creator to arrange for geese to fly in flocks. Well, we human folk live as a group in families, too, and in some of our homes, so do pets.
The way North, and the summer place to which the geese will fly, must be held in the memory of the geese's leaders. Creatures of the air and land carry no maps, but to find their way, they surely must have markers of their own.
Welcome back, wild geese! Your annual return to our town, and from the far-distant South is a wonderful accomplishment! How blessed is each life to have a Loving Guide for its needs, and for all of life.
Marylee Manson Armour
March 20, 2009
How generous it is of the Creator to arrange for geese to fly in flocks. Well, we human folk live as a group in families, too, and in some of our homes, so do pets.
The way North, and the summer place to which the geese will fly, must be held in the memory of the geese's leaders. Creatures of the air and land carry no maps, but to find their way, they surely must have markers of their own.
Welcome back, wild geese! Your annual return to our town, and from the far-distant South is a wonderful accomplishment! How blessed is each life to have a Loving Guide for its needs, and for all of life.
Marylee Manson Armour
March 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Morning Has Broken
(Jean adds: My mom has always loved this Cat Stevens song. Click to hear him singing part of it
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven.
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning;
God's recreation of the new day.
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
(Jean adds: Popularized by Stevens, the lyric was actually written by one Eleanor Farjeon. The article mentions that the tune is an old Gaelic Christmas carol.)
Posted by Marylee Manson Armour
February 16, 2009
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
Sweet the rain's new fall, sunlight from heaven.
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass.
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden,
Sprung in completeness where His feet pass.
Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning.
Born of the one light Eden saw play.
Praise with elation, praise every morning;
God's recreation of the new day.
Morning has broken, like the first morning.
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning,
Praise for them springing fresh from the Word.
(Jean adds: Popularized by Stevens, the lyric was actually written by one Eleanor Farjeon. The article mentions that the tune is an old Gaelic Christmas carol.)
Posted by Marylee Manson Armour
February 16, 2009
To Find Truth
I don't know your thoughts on matters of the Spirit. I, myself, don't look for an invisible giver of life, and say, "Prove to me, your existence! Prove it right this minute!
I take a different path to find Truth. I watch all of nature. I also watch the rhythm of life: the earth's movement around the sun to bring our seasons, the turning of the planet for day and for night, the rhythm of waves moving forward and falling back, the feeling of seasons within myself, a growing time, and a "holding on time".
I am amazed at the arrival of robins around March 1st, and the arrival of earthworms, as well. (My adult grandson Stephen, as a young child, and Kelly, an older child, for several years, confirmed in early March, the arrival of worms atop the soil.)
Three creations I observe are trees, dandelions in my yard, in abundance, and my rhododendron bush that is outside my front window.
Over the years, I have watched those outdoor lives and their activity. I watch how each life reacts to weather, and to the seasons. So many lives come from a seed that no human person has had to open.
A dandelion beside a barn, may grow three feet high. and in a lawn, a dandelion will flower just above the grass, and between mowings. A dandelion seed landed once in a dish garden that I brought inside.
When the dandelion's season arrived in the outdoors, the new season's arrival woke seeds under ground and the one in my dish garden, too! Dandelions bloomed outdoors and inside my house..
Inner guidance for a time to grow, comes to outdoor life and to us indoor (and outdoor) folk, too. As lives outdoors, we are given thoughts, and ideas or action to take to meet challenge that comes..
I don't know whether dandelions or trees know the joy of seeing sunrise or sunset, or see the jewels of dew on the morning grass (that predict a clear day ahead) .
Nature's children, however, surely know how to flower and that is the expectation for us, as well.
We don't have to ask for thoughts to meet the demands of our day. Thoughts flow to us as freely as water down a hill.
People will often say, "It just dawned on me to do thus and so." The dawning that we all experience is spiritual. Dawning, hope, and joy cannot be made of anything material.
Those experiences of wonder, even amidst storms, bring me peace in my days and into my life.
Marylee Manson Armour
February 15, 2009
I take a different path to find Truth. I watch all of nature. I also watch the rhythm of life: the earth's movement around the sun to bring our seasons, the turning of the planet for day and for night, the rhythm of waves moving forward and falling back, the feeling of seasons within myself, a growing time, and a "holding on time".
I am amazed at the arrival of robins around March 1st, and the arrival of earthworms, as well. (My adult grandson Stephen, as a young child, and Kelly, an older child, for several years, confirmed in early March, the arrival of worms atop the soil.)
Three creations I observe are trees, dandelions in my yard, in abundance, and my rhododendron bush that is outside my front window.
Over the years, I have watched those outdoor lives and their activity. I watch how each life reacts to weather, and to the seasons. So many lives come from a seed that no human person has had to open.
A dandelion beside a barn, may grow three feet high. and in a lawn, a dandelion will flower just above the grass, and between mowings. A dandelion seed landed once in a dish garden that I brought inside.
When the dandelion's season arrived in the outdoors, the new season's arrival woke seeds under ground and the one in my dish garden, too! Dandelions bloomed outdoors and inside my house..
Inner guidance for a time to grow, comes to outdoor life and to us indoor (and outdoor) folk, too. As lives outdoors, we are given thoughts, and ideas or action to take to meet challenge that comes..
I don't know whether dandelions or trees know the joy of seeing sunrise or sunset, or see the jewels of dew on the morning grass (that predict a clear day ahead) .
Nature's children, however, surely know how to flower and that is the expectation for us, as well.
We don't have to ask for thoughts to meet the demands of our day. Thoughts flow to us as freely as water down a hill.
People will often say, "It just dawned on me to do thus and so." The dawning that we all experience is spiritual. Dawning, hope, and joy cannot be made of anything material.
Those experiences of wonder, even amidst storms, bring me peace in my days and into my life.
Marylee Manson Armour
February 15, 2009
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Thinking About Life
Today, I am at peace with everyone I know, and have known. My heart holds malice toward none. Pleasant thoughts live with me.
I have come to realize how much I enjoy the shade of blue, the Creator has chosen for our sunny skies and the white of the dancing clouds.
When the night sky is clear, I ponder about stars. How does each star stay its course? When there is a full moon, my eyes and my energy take notice.
For years, my brother Joe has said, "Rain brings nitrogen to the soil. Maybe if we stood in the rain, we would benefit, too."
"Well dear brother," as you say, "we might be enriched, but golly, we' would also be soaking wet!"
Maybe during the passing months, there are things undone that I might have accomplished. The Creator, in my thought, tells me that "whatever you found to do is enough" "When more needs to be done, I will nudge you to do it." How true.
Now comes a thought, "Write to remember the good in our lives."
I am grateful for so many delights that have come to me, and for life itself. As I think about us all traveling with the earth on its annual trip around the sun to Spring, I am baffled. It seems I am standing still. How amazing it is to travel, and yet seem to stand in one place.
I hope that people, wherever they are, and I will be part of many trips yet to come.
Marylee Manson Armour
December 30, 2008
I have come to realize how much I enjoy the shade of blue, the Creator has chosen for our sunny skies and the white of the dancing clouds.
When the night sky is clear, I ponder about stars. How does each star stay its course? When there is a full moon, my eyes and my energy take notice.
For years, my brother Joe has said, "Rain brings nitrogen to the soil. Maybe if we stood in the rain, we would benefit, too."
"Well dear brother," as you say, "we might be enriched, but golly, we' would also be soaking wet!"
Maybe during the passing months, there are things undone that I might have accomplished. The Creator, in my thought, tells me that "whatever you found to do is enough" "When more needs to be done, I will nudge you to do it." How true.
Now comes a thought, "Write to remember the good in our lives."
I am grateful for so many delights that have come to me, and for life itself. As I think about us all traveling with the earth on its annual trip around the sun to Spring, I am baffled. It seems I am standing still. How amazing it is to travel, and yet seem to stand in one place.
I hope that people, wherever they are, and I will be part of many trips yet to come.
Marylee Manson Armour
December 30, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
FROM MY WINDOW
It is 7:33 in the morning. As I sit at my computer by the window, no cars and no fast-walking people, with their dogs, pass by. At 7:33 a.m., my mind, and for only a minute, ponders why..
"Ah ha! Today is Saturday and Saturday isn't a work day for some folks." Today, the cars must still be in their garages. The dog-walkers that I see most days, no doubt, are in their homes, and perhaps, asleep."
As I think about the word, "folks" I'm glad for it. Human beings might have been named "yolks." However, folks, sometimes, are called, (but not to their faces), "yokel", and to be exact, "country yokels."
Words, to me, are fun to think about. The word "some" came into my mind and gave me a word to play with.
How many people, or cars, or clouds, must there be for us to use the word "some" as in "some people" "some cars," or "some clouds"? Must we talk about more than two? I'll let any reader who stops by my Blog, ponder an answer.
I started to say "No sun has yet come into my yard", but I looked again. This time I was surprised to see the sun dancing about, not only in my trees, but even atop my yard!
Meanwhile, it's time for breakfast for Sammy, my 13 year-old beagle and me. I hope others have fun with words.
Marylee Manson Armour
August 16, 2008, 9 a.m., 9:14 p.m.
"Ah ha! Today is Saturday and Saturday isn't a work day for some folks." Today, the cars must still be in their garages. The dog-walkers that I see most days, no doubt, are in their homes, and perhaps, asleep."
As I think about the word, "folks" I'm glad for it. Human beings might have been named "yolks." However, folks, sometimes, are called, (but not to their faces), "yokel", and to be exact, "country yokels."
Words, to me, are fun to think about. The word "some" came into my mind and gave me a word to play with.
How many people, or cars, or clouds, must there be for us to use the word "some" as in "some people" "some cars," or "some clouds"? Must we talk about more than two? I'll let any reader who stops by my Blog, ponder an answer.
I started to say "No sun has yet come into my yard", but I looked again. This time I was surprised to see the sun dancing about, not only in my trees, but even atop my yard!
Meanwhile, it's time for breakfast for Sammy, my 13 year-old beagle and me. I hope others have fun with words.
Marylee Manson Armour
August 16, 2008, 9 a.m., 9:14 p.m.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Once an Adult...Twice a Child
Someone has said, "As a human being, we are once a adult and twice a child. "
Author unknown.
Years ago, I took my grandson for a walk.
He was four and a half.
Suddenly he stopped.
"Look Gram, he said. "Lady bugs!"
He dropped to his knees to look at his discovery.
"I looked down and said, "You're right. They are lady bugs.
They are very nice!"
Stephen said, "No Gram,
You can't see them from up there.
You have to come down here."
I hoped after I reached the ground
and was on my knees
I could get up again.
Somehow, I did.
Stephen and I, in walks,
found pleasure.
The wonder of childhood we
can claim
at any age and just by
looking for delights.
We can note with joy, each new day
and the gift we have to be
part of it.
Marylee Manson Armour
June 4, 2008
Revised June 6,2008
*******
The city of happiness is in the state of mind.
Author Unknown
Author unknown.
Years ago, I took my grandson for a walk.
He was four and a half.
Suddenly he stopped.
"Look Gram, he said. "Lady bugs!"
He dropped to his knees to look at his discovery.
"I looked down and said, "You're right. They are lady bugs.
They are very nice!"
Stephen said, "No Gram,
You can't see them from up there.
You have to come down here."
I hoped after I reached the ground
and was on my knees
I could get up again.
Somehow, I did.
Stephen and I, in walks,
found pleasure.
The wonder of childhood we
can claim
at any age and just by
looking for delights.
We can note with joy, each new day
and the gift we have to be
part of it.
Marylee Manson Armour
June 4, 2008
Revised June 6,2008
*******
The city of happiness is in the state of mind.
Author Unknown
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Full Flower Moon, May 19, 2008
Old Lady Moon
(I'm singing to my readers)
Old Lady Moon,
Your horns point to the East.
Shine shine,
be increased,
Lady Moon.
Old Lady Moon
Your horns point to the West.
Sleep, sleep, be at rest,
Lady Moon.
Old Lady Moon
Lady Moon.
Author unknown
***
I See the Moon
I see the moon
and the moon sees me.
The moon sees somebody I'd like to see.
God bless the moon
and God bless me
God bless the somebody I'd like to see.
I really think that God above
Created you for me to love.
He picked you out from all the rest
Because He knew I would love you best.
Author unknown
Songs
Collected back in time by
Marylee Manson Armour
(I'm singing to my readers)
Old Lady Moon,
Your horns point to the East.
Shine shine,
be increased,
Lady Moon.
Old Lady Moon
Your horns point to the West.
Sleep, sleep, be at rest,
Lady Moon.
Old Lady Moon
Lady Moon.
Author unknown
***
I See the Moon
I see the moon
and the moon sees me.
The moon sees somebody I'd like to see.
God bless the moon
and God bless me
God bless the somebody I'd like to see.
I really think that God above
Created you for me to love.
He picked you out from all the rest
Because He knew I would love you best.
Author unknown
Songs
Collected back in time by
Marylee Manson Armour
Monday, May 05, 2008
Gifts of God: Air and Life
I am grateful for thought, and for thoughts that come into my mind.
God woke me this morning with the thought that an essential element that keeps us alive, we cannot provide for ourselves.
Nonetheless, and often, without thankfulness, we rely on the presence of this gift.
We expect children to take life for granted and not as a gift, but should we do that,as well?
Sometime, as the hymn writer has written, shouldn't we
"Count our blessings... and see what God has done?"
At birth, the Creator gives each creation the breath of life and supplies a further sufficiency of air, for as long as a life needs it.
Let each of us, as I have now, become aware that the air we breathe, indoors and outdoors, comes to us freely and without measure from the Creator of all life. For the wonder of such a life-preserving gift that is ours, let us sing with joy!
Marylee Manson Armour
May 5,2008
God woke me this morning with the thought that an essential element that keeps us alive, we cannot provide for ourselves.
Nonetheless, and often, without thankfulness, we rely on the presence of this gift.
We expect children to take life for granted and not as a gift, but should we do that,as well?
Sometime, as the hymn writer has written, shouldn't we
"Count our blessings... and see what God has done?"
At birth, the Creator gives each creation the breath of life and supplies a further sufficiency of air, for as long as a life needs it.
Let each of us, as I have now, become aware that the air we breathe, indoors and outdoors, comes to us freely and without measure from the Creator of all life. For the wonder of such a life-preserving gift that is ours, let us sing with joy!
Marylee Manson Armour
May 5,2008
Spacing of Rain Drops on my Dog's Line
No matter how often I see it,
I am always amazed
and cannot fathom,
how rain drops on Sammy's
wire run
space themselves equally
along the line.
Marylee Manson Armour
May 1, 2008
I am always amazed
and cannot fathom,
how rain drops on Sammy's
wire run
space themselves equally
along the line.
Marylee Manson Armour
May 1, 2008
Thursday, May 01, 2008
The Month of May
Trust not a day
Ere birth of May.
--Luther
May 13th is
always cold.
***
From 10th-13th of May.
temperatures lower
***
A dry May
is followed by a wet June.
***
April and May
are the keys to the year.
***
April showers
bring May flowers,
and May flowers
bring pilgrims.
***
Whether it's cold, or
whether it's hot,
We shall have weather,
whether or not.
***
From the weather notes
of Marylee Manson Armour
seen again on May 1, 2008
Ere birth of May.
--Luther
May 13th is
always cold.
***
From 10th-13th of May.
temperatures lower
***
A dry May
is followed by a wet June.
***
April and May
are the keys to the year.
***
April showers
bring May flowers,
and May flowers
bring pilgrims.
***
Whether it's cold, or
whether it's hot,
We shall have weather,
whether or not.
***
From the weather notes
of Marylee Manson Armour
seen again on May 1, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
First Day of Spring
In this year of 2008, I thought it would be fun to be at hand and note the very moment that spring arrived. Wikipedia.com however, stated that the first day of spring would arrive on March 20th, 2008, at 5:58 a.m. I'm too late.
In thinking of spring's arrival date, my daughter, Jean Armour Polly, made a discovery. She found that the 5:58 arrival of the spring season, listed by Wikipedia.com, is stated in Universal Time. (see next article) Thus, for our local area, with Eastern Standard Time, spring's arrival came earlier, at 1:58 AM.
Now, with the sun high in the sky, I am too late to be a first greeter of spring for this year. Nonetheless, many of us, (outdoor creatures, too?), after weeks of snow and ice, are grateful when warmer days arrive, our gift from spring and the Creator of our seasons.
Marylee Manson Armour
Jean Armour Polly
March 21,2008
******
UNIVERSAL TIME
What is "Universal Time, (abbreviated UT?) Universal Time is sometimes referred to, as "Greenwich Mean Time" (abbreviated GMT). Those two terms are often used loosely to refer to time kept on the Greenwich meridian (whose longitude is zero).
" Universal Time is five hours ahead of Eastern Standard Time," says the US Naval Observatory page. But to convert to Daylight Savings Time, according to TimeandDate.com.,
we have to subtract 4 hours.
Wikipedia reveals, "In reality, the day is longer than the night at an equinox." Some of us may say, "Just what is the definition of an equinox?"
Google guides us to a site that reports, "An equinox in astronomy is that moment in time (not a whole day) when the centre of the Sun can be observed to be directly above the Earth's equator. The equinox occurs around March 20 and September 23 each year."
Commonly a "day" is defined as the period that sunlight reaches the ground in the absence of a local obstacle.
Collected by
Jean Armour Polly
March 21, 2008
In thinking of spring's arrival date, my daughter, Jean Armour Polly, made a discovery. She found that the 5:58 arrival of the spring season, listed by Wikipedia.com, is stated in Universal Time. (see next article) Thus, for our local area, with Eastern Standard Time, spring's arrival came earlier, at 1:58 AM.
Now, with the sun high in the sky, I am too late to be a first greeter of spring for this year. Nonetheless, many of us, (outdoor creatures, too?), after weeks of snow and ice, are grateful when warmer days arrive, our gift from spring and the Creator of our seasons.
Marylee Manson Armour
Jean Armour Polly
March 21,2008
******
UNIVERSAL TIME
What is "Universal Time, (abbreviated UT?) Universal Time is sometimes referred to, as "Greenwich Mean Time" (abbreviated GMT). Those two terms are often used loosely to refer to time kept on the Greenwich meridian (whose longitude is zero).
" Universal Time is five hours ahead of Eastern Standard Time," says the US Naval Observatory page. But to convert to Daylight Savings Time, according to TimeandDate.com.,
we have to subtract 4 hours.
Wikipedia reveals, "In reality, the day is longer than the night at an equinox." Some of us may say, "Just what is the definition of an equinox?"
Google guides us to a site that reports, "An equinox in astronomy is that moment in time (not a whole day) when the centre of the Sun can be observed to be directly above the Earth's equator. The equinox occurs around March 20 and September 23 each year."
Commonly a "day" is defined as the period that sunlight reaches the ground in the absence of a local obstacle.
Collected by
Jean Armour Polly
March 21, 2008
Sunday, January 06, 2008
Balsam Fir
You are a relative I
do not find
Included in our chronicles of birth.
We both are to the
sunlit skies inclined
Though you are held more
certainly to earth.
Your loyalty to green
gives me a lift.
In winter though we differ
in arms,
we are both blessed
with life
and life's great gift.
How to withstand by growth
whatever comes.
T. Morris Longstreth
Collected by
marylee manson armour
back in time.
do not find
Included in our chronicles of birth.
We both are to the
sunlit skies inclined
Though you are held more
certainly to earth.
Your loyalty to green
gives me a lift.
In winter though we differ
in arms,
we are both blessed
with life
and life's great gift.
How to withstand by growth
whatever comes.
T. Morris Longstreth
Collected by
marylee manson armour
back in time.
The Creator and Supply
In a 1988 letter, I wrote of the supply that the Creator provides for all that He has created. That Truth holds today and, I expect, will always be present.
At this moment, when I looked out my front window, I saw a "neighbor" at dinner. A squirrel, on a portion of my lawn from which the snow had melted, had found a morsel of food. A squirrel at dinner pleases me. I am reminded anew that God provides nourishment in food for outdoor ones as well as nourishment in thoughts and ideas for each of His created.
I may not know of the wonderful thoughts that our Creator has given to others. Nevertheless, God's supply for my needs, has been bountiful.
I am grateful to be on friendly terms with other lives whom The Creator has created: the trees, the wild creatures and the native plants; the skies, the stars, and the moon, too, in its rounds.
What a blessing it is, as 2008 arrives, to know that we, as all others of God's created, remain in the Creator's Presence and care.
Marylee Manson Armour
January 8, 2007
December 2, 2007
January 6,2008
At this moment, when I looked out my front window, I saw a "neighbor" at dinner. A squirrel, on a portion of my lawn from which the snow had melted, had found a morsel of food. A squirrel at dinner pleases me. I am reminded anew that God provides nourishment in food for outdoor ones as well as nourishment in thoughts and ideas for each of His created.
I may not know of the wonderful thoughts that our Creator has given to others. Nevertheless, God's supply for my needs, has been bountiful.
I am grateful to be on friendly terms with other lives whom The Creator has created: the trees, the wild creatures and the native plants; the skies, the stars, and the moon, too, in its rounds.
What a blessing it is, as 2008 arrives, to know that we, as all others of God's created, remain in the Creator's Presence and care.
Marylee Manson Armour
January 8, 2007
December 2, 2007
January 6,2008
Thursday, January 03, 2008
Large Snow flakes
Large snow flakes don't last.
Those aren't really snow flakes;
They're snow feathers
that float lazily down
over city,
and town.
marylee manson armour
January 2, 2008
********
A HINT TO TEST
I like to hear new hints
to help organize my life.
Today I heard a
a hint that I will try.
A man on WRVO, PoPublic Radio
said "If we really look
at the place
where we put something,
our car keys, (for example),
we will have no trouble finding
those later.
He said,
"We can't find things,
because we don't watch
where we put those."
marylee manson armour
January 3, 2008
Those aren't really snow flakes;
They're snow feathers
that float lazily down
over city,
and town.
marylee manson armour
January 2, 2008
********
A HINT TO TEST
I like to hear new hints
to help organize my life.
Today I heard a
a hint that I will try.
A man on WRVO, PoPublic Radio
said "If we really look
at the place
where we put something,
our car keys, (for example),
we will have no trouble finding
those later.
He said,
"We can't find things,
because we don't watch
where we put those."
marylee manson armour
January 3, 2008
Monday, December 03, 2007
Our Spiritual Presence
In a letter to a friend in 1999, I wrote that I had come to believe that our loving Creator not only creates life, but also provides a Spiritual Presence within each life to guide that life in all of its days.
The Spiritual Sense, when need is perceived in any species, offers guidance in ideas.
I, with my delight in nature and through fellowship with nature, have become aware of support that other creations, seemingly without language, receive to guide them in their needs.
Last fall, in an Adirondack newspaper, I was disturbed to learn from the column of a Naturalist, that the adult loons had begun their journeys South.
The columnist reported that the offspring of the parent loons, born in the summer, would not begin their journeys South until two weeks later.
I thought, "Thank goodness that the Creator guides all species " I could just hear one little loon say to the other one, "I know they said, "Fly South." But, where is South? "
I believe that the Spiritual Presence within each life, supplies thoughts, ideas, and support to assist the life to reach its full development, whether the life is a human being, an animal, a tree, or even a wild flower in a yard.
Thoughts that the Creator's Spiritual Presence supplies for our needs, are different from the ones, other lives need, and receive. (For example, I don't need to learn how to fly, or how to build a nest.)
Nevertheless, the spiritual supply of thoughts I receive, continue to be bountiful and enrich my life each day.
I enjoy, and learn from other created lives who are guided by their Spiritual Presence and also supported in their waking and in their trek to maturity. Seeds underground, when signaled, open in spring. Worms are called to wake too. When Spring came late last year, worms stayed underground and for two weeks. A robin who feasts on worms, came two weeks late, as well.
The more astounding surprise I had last summer, came from a friend, the man who cuts my grass. I said, "Do you have any idea what caused that very thin crack across my tarvia driveway? "
He said, "Don't you know?" I said, "No." He said, " We had a bad drought last summer. Your maple tree, there by the driveway, was desperate for water. It sent a root across the tarvia to find water on the other side."
How reassuring it is, as 2007 draws to a close, to have, wherever we are, the ultimate gift that every creation has, the Creator's Spiritual Presence that is always with us to guide us in our days. For such a gift, I am truly thankful.
Marylee Manson Armour
January 8, 2007
December 3, 2007
The Spiritual Sense, when need is perceived in any species, offers guidance in ideas.
I, with my delight in nature and through fellowship with nature, have become aware of support that other creations, seemingly without language, receive to guide them in their needs.
Last fall, in an Adirondack newspaper, I was disturbed to learn from the column of a Naturalist, that the adult loons had begun their journeys South.
The columnist reported that the offspring of the parent loons, born in the summer, would not begin their journeys South until two weeks later.
I thought, "Thank goodness that the Creator guides all species " I could just hear one little loon say to the other one, "I know they said, "Fly South." But, where is South? "
I believe that the Spiritual Presence within each life, supplies thoughts, ideas, and support to assist the life to reach its full development, whether the life is a human being, an animal, a tree, or even a wild flower in a yard.
Thoughts that the Creator's Spiritual Presence supplies for our needs, are different from the ones, other lives need, and receive. (For example, I don't need to learn how to fly, or how to build a nest.)
Nevertheless, the spiritual supply of thoughts I receive, continue to be bountiful and enrich my life each day.
I enjoy, and learn from other created lives who are guided by their Spiritual Presence and also supported in their waking and in their trek to maturity. Seeds underground, when signaled, open in spring. Worms are called to wake too. When Spring came late last year, worms stayed underground and for two weeks. A robin who feasts on worms, came two weeks late, as well.
The more astounding surprise I had last summer, came from a friend, the man who cuts my grass. I said, "Do you have any idea what caused that very thin crack across my tarvia driveway? "
He said, "Don't you know?" I said, "No." He said, " We had a bad drought last summer. Your maple tree, there by the driveway, was desperate for water. It sent a root across the tarvia to find water on the other side."
How reassuring it is, as 2007 draws to a close, to have, wherever we are, the ultimate gift that every creation has, the Creator's Spiritual Presence that is always with us to guide us in our days. For such a gift, I am truly thankful.
Marylee Manson Armour
January 8, 2007
December 3, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Let's Celebrate Color
I am filled to the brim with joy
today, and grateful for color.
I don't know whether I have
been so fully aware of
color's glory before.
Throughout the year
have I failed to
appreciate this gift
from the Creator of
all that is.
Color is free for
us to enjoy.
Though it isn't required
do let's "pay"attention
to color.
While there is time
let's celebrate our good
fortune
to have color in our lives
and in our world
Does Nature's glory
remind us, also
that winter is near.
Never mind what lies ahead.
Let's enjoy today, instead.
Marylee Manson Armour
November 18, 2007
today, and grateful for color.
I don't know whether I have
been so fully aware of
color's glory before.
Throughout the year
have I failed to
appreciate this gift
from the Creator of
all that is.
Color is free for
us to enjoy.
Though it isn't required
do let's "pay"attention
to color.
While there is time
let's celebrate our good
fortune
to have color in our lives
and in our world
Does Nature's glory
remind us, also
that winter is near.
Never mind what lies ahead.
Let's enjoy today, instead.
Marylee Manson Armour
November 18, 2007
Saturday, September 29, 2007
"IN AWESOME WONDER "
In earlier years, Mrs. Twila Baird, and her husband, the retired, Rev. Herbert Baird, shared many summer vacations in the Adirondacks with my retired husband, George Armour, and me. ( Rev. Herbert Baird, Mrs Twila Baird, and my husband George Armour are now deceased). Our families, by inheritance, held joint ownership of our Adirondack property.
One summer, Twila told me that a month earlier, she had given a talk to a group in her church about our beloved Adirondacks. She said she had shared stories with her audience about the natural wonders there were to enjoy during summer visits. She spoke of the mountains, the lakes, and the wild flowers. She told stories also, of the forest animals: the chipmunks, the raccoons, and the deer.
Twila told the group, "I will close with a quotation from a booklet called "In Awesome Wonder" It was written by one of our guest campers, June Hullin." ( June and her husband Gordon had spent several weeks in the Baird Guest cottage, and were friends of ours, as well.
Twila read from June's book, "Tomorrow I must leave this beautiful place. I always leave reluctantly, but I comfort myself in the knowledge that when I return, not one thing will have changed. The lake and the mountains will not have moved. The seagull circling noisily overhead, will still be here, and the cedar waxwings will still be darting from tree to tree, patiently waiting for the wild cherries to ripen."
"There is solace, " June had concluded "that in a rapidly changing world, some things, the basic things, will remain constant.
God has so ordained." - June Hullin
Encountered again by
Marylee Manson Armour
Some revison.
October 29, 2007
***
One summer, Twila told me that a month earlier, she had given a talk to a group in her church about our beloved Adirondacks. She said she had shared stories with her audience about the natural wonders there were to enjoy during summer visits. She spoke of the mountains, the lakes, and the wild flowers. She told stories also, of the forest animals: the chipmunks, the raccoons, and the deer.
Twila told the group, "I will close with a quotation from a booklet called "In Awesome Wonder" It was written by one of our guest campers, June Hullin." ( June and her husband Gordon had spent several weeks in the Baird Guest cottage, and were friends of ours, as well.
Twila read from June's book, "Tomorrow I must leave this beautiful place. I always leave reluctantly, but I comfort myself in the knowledge that when I return, not one thing will have changed. The lake and the mountains will not have moved. The seagull circling noisily overhead, will still be here, and the cedar waxwings will still be darting from tree to tree, patiently waiting for the wild cherries to ripen."
"There is solace, " June had concluded "that in a rapidly changing world, some things, the basic things, will remain constant.
God has so ordained." - June Hullin
Encountered again by
Marylee Manson Armour
Some revison.
October 29, 2007
***
Sunday, September 02, 2007
Star Children
Many years ago, perhaps even thirty years ago, in a notebook of favorite writing, I saved the poem that follows. The words still speak to my heart.,
A child should fill himself up with stars.
They will shine for him years later
in the darkest night. They will
fortify him
against all grayness and bleakness --
against the humdrum of the
world's
old round-and-round. A child
can never have too many stars.
And if there are elves in the grape
arbor
on scented summer nights
or fireflies flashing signals
in the honeysuckle vines,
so much the better.
But most of all there should be
stars --
their clustered promises of further
light
blazing reassurance
to all puzzled children
through whatever night.
Doris Kerns Quinn
Christian Science Monitor
Posted by Marylee Manson Armour
September 2, 2007
A child should fill himself up with stars.
They will shine for him years later
in the darkest night. They will
fortify him
against all grayness and bleakness --
against the humdrum of the
world's
old round-and-round. A child
can never have too many stars.
And if there are elves in the grape
arbor
on scented summer nights
or fireflies flashing signals
in the honeysuckle vines,
so much the better.
But most of all there should be
stars --
their clustered promises of further
light
blazing reassurance
to all puzzled children
through whatever night.
Doris Kerns Quinn
Christian Science Monitor
Posted by Marylee Manson Armour
September 2, 2007
Saturday, July 21, 2007
One With God - Louis Agassiz, the Scientist
I remember a story from somewhere that, after the summer vacation, several renowned scientists at Harvard met for a friendly gathering. The various professors shared stories of their summer travels. Agassiz listened quietly.
At last, one member said, "Mr. Agassiz, you have not spoken. How did you spend your vacation?"
Mr. Agassiz replied, "I got halfway across my back yard."
I have remembered that story always, and on the basis of that remark, I have admired a person who I imagined, felt as close to the lives of nature as I do.
Now, with Google's help, I have learned that the late Mr. Agassz and I, in our spirituaity, are also one. I can't believe it has taken me so long to know more fully about a person I have admired and knew so little about.
From Google
Louis Agassiz (1807-1873)
"I have devoted my whole life to the study of Nature, and yet a single sentence may express all that I have done. I have shown that there is a correspondence between the succession of Fishes in geological times and the different stages of their growth in the egg, -- that is all. It chanced to be a result that was found to apply to other groups and has led to other conclusions of a like nature."
*******
Louis Agassiz, 1869
"Agassiz saw the Divine Plan of God everywhere in nature, and could not reconcile himself to a theory that did not invoke design. He defined a species as "a thought of God."
As he wrote in his "Essay on Classification": "The combination in time and space of all of these thoughtful conceptions exhibits not only thought, it shows also premeditation, power, wisdom, greatness, prescience, omniscience, providence.
In one word, all of these facts in their natural connection, proclaim aloud the One God, whom man may know, adore, and love. Natural History must in good time become the analysis of the thoughts of the Creator of the Universe."
By 1857 Agassiz was so well-loved that Longfellow wrote "The fiftieth birthday of Agassiz" in his honour.
Agassiz brought science to "the man in the street" as no one else had before. People from all over the world read his books, sent him specimens, and asked his advice.
By the time of his death, on December 14, 1873, he was publicly recognized as America's leading scientist. See in Google, "Louis Agassiz (1807-1873) http://google.com/
marylee manson armour
"Years back" and July18,2007
At last, one member said, "Mr. Agassiz, you have not spoken. How did you spend your vacation?"
Mr. Agassiz replied, "I got halfway across my back yard."
I have remembered that story always, and on the basis of that remark, I have admired a person who I imagined, felt as close to the lives of nature as I do.
Now, with Google's help, I have learned that the late Mr. Agassz and I, in our spirituaity, are also one. I can't believe it has taken me so long to know more fully about a person I have admired and knew so little about.
From Google
Louis Agassiz (1807-1873)
"I have devoted my whole life to the study of Nature, and yet a single sentence may express all that I have done. I have shown that there is a correspondence between the succession of Fishes in geological times and the different stages of their growth in the egg, -- that is all. It chanced to be a result that was found to apply to other groups and has led to other conclusions of a like nature."
*******
Louis Agassiz, 1869
"Agassiz saw the Divine Plan of God everywhere in nature, and could not reconcile himself to a theory that did not invoke design. He defined a species as "a thought of God."
As he wrote in his "Essay on Classification": "The combination in time and space of all of these thoughtful conceptions exhibits not only thought, it shows also premeditation, power, wisdom, greatness, prescience, omniscience, providence.
In one word, all of these facts in their natural connection, proclaim aloud the One God, whom man may know, adore, and love. Natural History must in good time become the analysis of the thoughts of the Creator of the Universe."
By 1857 Agassiz was so well-loved that Longfellow wrote "The fiftieth birthday of Agassiz" in his honour.
Agassiz brought science to "the man in the street" as no one else had before. People from all over the world read his books, sent him specimens, and asked his advice.
By the time of his death, on December 14, 1873, he was publicly recognized as America's leading scientist. See in Google, "Louis Agassiz (1807-1873) http://google.com/
marylee manson armour
"Years back" and July18,2007
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