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.
7 thoughts on “The feather flew”
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