The feather flew, not because of anything in itself but because the air bore it along. Thus I am a feather on the breath of God.
– Hildegard of Bingen
Word and song from a thousand years ago flew easily and lightly again today, carrying our imaginations and spirits with them.
We are grateful for all participants – preparers, leaders, singers, speakers and visitors from other ‘valleys’, including our hurdy-gurdy musician. We cannot know for sure, but we reached in sound and spirit for the ambience of her times.
Oh yes, and I nearly forgot the psalm. The Gregorian chant did indeed feel at home in that company, like a true and faithful brother to Hildegard – though in their day there were no doubt, shall we say, subtle differences of perspective? This was one of Hildegard’s great contributions.
Psalms in the South 
Thanks so much. The lovely picture really adds something too to the day. And your words add an additional perspective. What a wonderful day. Love and Peace to you and yours. Dalma
Thank you too for your idea and encouragement. It was a very spiritual service. the Hildegard music and the Gregorian chant were superb. Joan
Thanks to Brendan, Helen S and all involved. I thought the Hildegard piece was a lovely representation tribute by the female contingent of SWUC and Brendan, John, Bruce, and Bene – your psalm today was just gorgeous. Well done, everyone.
Thanks for sharing that beautiful photo. You maybe interested in reading my blog that is a weekly letter to Hildegard moiradeslandes.com