Innerweave: The Wholeness Story
I love the word “quotidian.” It has to do with the everydayness of life, the common place, routine, bits and pieces of life. What about the quotidian of “Life” with a capital L? Kimberly Ireton in a Weavings in January of this year, which I am finally getting around to read, speaks of “quotidian” mystery:
“We cannot force an encounter with mystery, but we can be open to receiving one. We can learn to pay attention in the midst of the daily, rote somewhat mindless, quotidian life where mystery most often unfolds. Here midst the mundane and ordinary we have the most opportunity to notice mystery, to encounter it, and to be encountered by it. In sharpening our physical senses to be more aware of the world around us—the people and animals, the trees and flowers and insects, the clouds and stars and moon—we are also quickening our spirits, opening them to the earthly beauty that surrounds us so that they will be more ready to receive visions of the unearthly that lies just beyond our senses…. We cannot force or demand such a vision, we can only wait for it, expectantly and hopefully, as we engage in the relationships and work that constitute our life. In this waiting, we dimly sense the realm beyond. But occasionally we see more fully, more truly, more real-ly than we usually do. These glimpses are what sustain us, filling us with hope that, ultimately, all will be well … we see the not-yet now, we glimpse the mystery and beauty at the heart of all that is, we see things as they really are and not as they usually appear.”
Only yesterday I felt mystery in watching a group of wee quail offspring taking a dust bath in our flower area. They moved within wing touch of each other and wildly flapped the world beneath them into a wild dust cloud which did their doting, watching parents. Quotidian proud. For me it was a wonderful epiphany, full of mystery, and a sense of Him.
By Wil Alexander, PhD
Professor of family medicine, School of Medicine