Prairie Revealed (Everything is Holy Now)

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If there were a soundtrack to this post- it's this song. This U-tube video was composed as a gift and I'm borrowing it for the music.

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photo credit Bryce Ritcher, UW Madison

The other morning there was ground fog-- heavy and wet-- but we could look straight up and see blue sky. I walked Alma to the bus and went for a run. There is a place not far from here that feels holy-- I stop running and walk down to the prairie. I get to the end of the path where it fans out into a grassy turn-around for hunters. It looked like someone dropped a tissue on a stem of bluestem grass. I walked up closer and see it's a huge, dew-covered spiderweb. I get on my hands and knees to look at the beautiful dewdrops, the intricate patterns and marvel at how this spider flew/hopped from stem to stem creating a 3 foot circle between a number of stems.

As I knelt there, I looked up towards the prairie as the pink sun was coming over the horizon, shining through the fog and this is what I saw.

The entire praire was filled with dewy spider webs -- every foot for as far as I could see. It looked as if thousands of shimmering lace hankies had been spread over the entire tall prairie grasses. At first I couldn't even understand what I was seeing. The angle of the sun and the dew had illuminated the entire prairie so I could, for the first time, see that every stem of grass was part of these intricate webs. The combination of dew, fog, and sun revealed a prairie world I didn't even know was there.

Each day since, I look for those webs and can't see them-- even up close.
Minnesota songwriter, Peter Mayer captues my thoughts:

This morning outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
and I remember when church let out
how things have changed since then,
everything is holy now.

Everything Is Holy Now (Peter Mayer, 1999)

When I was a boy, each week
On Sunday, we would go to church
And pay attention to the priest
As he would read the Holy Word.
And consecrate the holy bread
And everyone would kneel and bow
Today the only difference is
Everything is holy now.

Everything, everything,
Everything is holy now . . .
When I was in Sunday school
We would learn about the time
Moses split the sea in two
Jesus made the water wine
And I remember feeling sad
that miracles don't happen still
But now I can't keep track
'Cause everything's a miracle

Everything, everything
Everything's a miracle . . . Â

Wine into water is not so small,
but an even better magic trick
is that anything is here at all.
So, the challenging thing becomes
not to look for miracles,
but finding where there isn't one.

When holy water was rare at best
I barely wet my finger tips.
Now I have to hold my breath
like I'm swimming in a sea of it.

It used to be a world half there
heaven's second rate hand me downs
but I'm walking with a reverent air
cause everything's holy now.

Read a questioning child's face,
to say it's not a testament,
now that'd be very hard to say.
To see another new morning come,
to say it's not a sacrament,
I tell you that it
can't be done.

This morning outside I stood
And saw a little red-winged bird
Shining like a burning bush
Singing like a scripture verse
It made me want to bow my head
and I remember when church let out
how things have changed since then,
everything is holy now.

It used to be a world half there,
heaven's second rate hand me downs.
I'm walking with a reverent air
cause everything's holy now.

Lyrics by Peter Mayer Copyright 1999 (ASCAP)

7 Comments

Kathy we have been marveling at the spiderwebs each morning on our way to school. We too have stopped to really look at how neat each design is. Funny to share a similar thought from so far away. I love reading your posts.

Kathy...Another beautiful offering, thank you! I was admiring a web on the lawn a few weeks ago, tried to take a picture of it, and my camera told me that I was too close or not enough light...and I had trouble trying to over ride the automation...so I don't think it came out.

How amazing! And how inspiring to see that! Don't you feel sooo privileged to be shown these miracles, these holy happenings!? I learned some things about spiders one night several years ago when a Catholic sister took a few of us on a spider walk. Yes.. after dark...with a flashlight ...and we saw many, many webs, and the guys making them, in every bush and tree we observed. And we learned that they make new ones every night! That really blew me away! Would that we all had such energy and dedication!!
Love from Carolyn

was admiring a web on the lawn a few weeks ago, tried to take a picture of it, and my camera told me that I was too close or not enough light

Yes.. after dark...with a flashlight ...and we saw many, many webs, and the guys making them, in every bush and tree we observed. Thanks man ;)

I believe that peak oil is accurate and that we are now past the point of peak oil. I understand many of the current events have to do with this senerio and it won't be long before the main stream media and population wake up and understand what is going on. For me and my family, we are preparing for the next era.

I have been to your posts before. The more I take in, the more I keep coming back! :-)

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