“I Walk in the World to Love It”

The windows are open. It’s been a few weeks since I have been able to do that on account of the heat. But today. Oh today is resplendent in its quiet beauty. There is a tender breeze, the sun is a full incandescent smile and there is nary a cloud in the sky.

I was able to sit out on the deck for a bit this morning, coffee, Mary Oliver and journal in hand. How I have missed that. June was full of such mornings. July, not so much. So for the opportunity to fully enjoy this gift of cool morning air, I am grateful.

I look around me and think that all too often, we forget the intricate, fragile, yet tenacious marvel of the world in which we live. For every bad thing that happens or that just is, there is also something good, something beautiful, something miraculous happening. For every life taken be it in the peaceful slumber of old age or by the hand of a disturbed gunman, there is also new life brimming forth. Pink, sweet, unblemished, full of hope and possibility.

Life is a constant progression whether we like it or not. Time doesn’t allow us to stand still, It won’t give us the chance to go back. It can’t. So carry on, we must. Despite atrocity, pain and suffering, there is always hope, always a chance for redemption and renewal.

Never forget that.

There is a lot of bad in this world. Indeed. But there is also a tremendous amount of grace and love that outweighs, overpowers and can overcome any wretchedness flung at us.

In her book, “Long Life: Essays and Other Writings,” Mary Oliver writes, “I walk in the world to love it.”

I walk in the world to love it.

I walk in the world to LOVE it.

And I do.

I love this world in which I am walking.

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  1. Mary Oliver and open windows. Can life be any more charmed? I was digging through my old boxes of storage now that I have (temporarily) returned to the US. When I found my old Mary Oliver poetry collections, I squealed with joy. I cannot wait to start revisiting her words, and to picture you in the “fragile, tenacious marvel” in which you live.

    • Oh! I can hear your squeal of joy! It’s delightful! It was so nice to finally sit outside and read her writings again. Her words carry me to utopia. I was reading from “White Pine” this morning and also her book, “Long Life”. I can never thank you enough for introducing her work to me!

  2. I long for open windows and cool mornings…and a deck to sit on, listening to the rustle of the leaves in the trees. I think that it is important to remind ourselves that there is good and beauty in the world. I am glad to have this quote from Mary Oliver this morning.

    • I wish you were close by so we could sit on the deck sipping coffee and talking together. I hope someday that we will have that chance! The good and beauty in this world is replenished daily by incredible people like you and my other dear friends online and off that I have made. Thank you my dear!

  3. This is beautiful. The past two weeks have been so stressful to me that just reading your impressions are smoothing some of that out for me. I’m so glad that the weather has broken for you and that the world is ready for love again.

    And oh that Mary Oliver. The gal just knows.

  4. What a welcome reminder of the peace and the beauty that can still be found in this crazy world when we’re willing to be still and be quiet and look for it. Sunshine and cool mornings might not be my portion right now but I am ever so glad that it is yours, Tracy.

  5. Tracy,

    Thank you so much for this. I’ve read it several times and each time it makes me smile. This wondrous life always humbles me. This post is being favourited and I’ll keep it close to me.

    J’adore. Merci.

  6. First, I am digging the new design!! Second, this made me cry: “For every bad thing that happens or that just is, there is also something good, something beautiful, something miraculous happening.”

    2011 has been a really tough year for me and for many I know. There has been a lot of unexpected death, illness, sadness and loss. Every time I think my wonderful community of friends and family is in the clear, something pops up. I know in my heart it’s all for a reason, but sometimes it’s hard to remember or stay hopeful for whatever that reason is. Thank you for reminding me to have faith. 🙂

    • Thanks, Noel! It is FINALLY getting to THAT spot that I like. I might tweak it just a bit more but this is the main idea that is really “ME”. I think. I’m sorry for your hard times as well and I think of you often and I am really hoping we’ll get together when I come down to Chicago sometime this fall – we are hoping! 🙂

  7. I love every last word of this post, yours and Ms. Oliver’s. Such a timely reminder of the grace that remains, and a gentle reminder to embrace it while we can.

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