It Matters Not What We Call Cathedral
This!!! Soooo speaks to me. I have always said I feel more in touch with the universe and how small my part in it is when I am in nature. I feel comforted and peaceful. I have never felt that in a southern Baptist church let me tell you!
I definitely love the “on the fly” sound much better! You’ve always been so original and raw to me so this style kinda just made me enjoy listening more! I’ve always had my holy moments out in nature. Listening to ocean waves, driving back country roads, or enjoying someone’s skin sermon. Thank you for continuing to create and share!
Absolute fire 🔥. Damn.
A lyrical sermon tasting of sweetness. Reminds me of lilies of the field and birds of the air. I opened this right after a hard doctor’s appointment. Right words and the right time, as words of wisdom must be. As a currently unchurched Christian I offer my observation of Jesus in nature: He taught of love and peace to thousands from every creed when outdoors, by lakes, and on mountain tops. When within the walls of a church He mostly brought correction, and then once flipped over some tabletops and started a riot.
Lol. Lady Sarah is heaps secure, because whatever the opposite of "lads, lads, lads" does not mess around with you as of late.
Then there's me & Mr. Colvin. Egads. Petitioning for Sarah to be the next Doctor & you as Companion. Because then, all of time & space would be at your disposal. New cathedrals - just like the TARDIS, a library, and a book. All bigger on the inside 💙💙
Tyler-we all feel like we know you!
This should speak to everyone. It also made me realize that I am not surrounded by people who believe or feel the same as I do. They would laugh (kids-well one) My husband would really question my sanity, which is already not quite right-nothing like mental illness, but I would maybe be more stable. (I guess it is safe to share here, right?) I battle Bipolar 1, severe depression on top, severe anxiety, I have a connective tissue disorder, Ehlers Danlos Syndrome and many more)
Anyway I’m sorry I regressed.
As always, your words always sum up part of my life. Thank you.
Some of my most profound "holy" moments have been at the top of Beartooth Pass and across the valley, on Hell Roaring Plateau. There is nothing like standing in the mountains to make you realize just how small we really are, but like that starfish story (the one where the boy is throwing beach-stranded starfish back in the ocean, one by one), we matter to someone. I love those skin on skin moments that bring two souls together too... ;)
Um, yes. I'm digging it too. Wow. So perfectly beautiful. This one really puts me inside of the experience of "eternity in a blade of grass", so to speak. Thank you for this and I also love your IRL moments that lead to the poem. A window into your everyday mystic poet process. THANK YOU. A little bit, it reminds me of this song...