“Seek not revelations, all is revealed” ~ Marilyn Buck.
Seeing and seeking patterns keeps me from seeing creation as a face of the Divine. Midst such an explosion of diversity, a swash of color here but not there, explosions of shades and colors and the sameness of the brown desert sand, flatness and oceans, flight and fins, fur, feathers, and scales and then to add human diversity…. To be sure there is order in the Divine imagination that created all. But when I try, in my logical linear mind that forever seeks the A that causes B or the unraveling of mystery, I miss the essence itself…the mystery.

As I walk in nature and truly see creation, to embrace the mystery and the unseen order and imagination. No need to analyze or even try to unravel. Then, to carry that same open mind of wonder, awe, and mystery into everyday life. For what is an obstacle may be but a swatch of delightful ingenious color or diversity added to my path. To practice paradise is to embody, embrace, celebrate, dance, sing, and bow in sacred grace to the gift of mystery. The gift of mystery revealed and unveiled one moment at a time.