Here is a dream story.
The king’s name was Belshazzar, and seeing a hand with no body writing on a wall made ” the joints of his loins loose and his knees knocked against each other.” He had to know the meaning of the words written on the wall. He asked Daniel.
Daniel reminded him of what happened to his father. “Your father because of his pride and disregard of God, became like a beast eating grass and you Belshazzar knowing this have worshipped gods of silver and gold ” and the God in whose hand thy breath is, and whose are all thy ways, hast thou not glorified.”
Daniel then gave him the meaning:
God has numbered your kingdom.
You are weighed in the balance and are found wanting.
The kingdom is divided, and given….
Daniel 5 A fascinating read.
A small succulent one of over 300 species of the Crassula genus. Crassus in Latin means thick. Crassula originates in South Africa. It loves bright sun
but
don’t scorch it.
Thick or plump and elongated is how you could describe the leaves with purple undersides.
attracting the eye.
Then, little white flowers.
These are all still in bud in a vase with grass.
The Peperomia leaf I painted for my post weeks ago
still shiny, in shape,
and not at all ready for compost.
Next, the blue and white vase
an unmarked charity shop find.
With plants and grass painted in
deep blue
coming out from the base.
Its narrow throat filled with
real grass
and
the white buds of
Crassula Orbicularis.
Last but
not often mentioned
my tortoise!
soggy and long
taken in the rain.
If we had a keen vision of all that is ordinary in human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow or the squirrel’s heart beat,and we should die of that roar which is the other side of silence.
George Eliot 1819 – 1880
George Elliot was an English poet, journalist, and translator. Her real name was Mary Ann Evans. I was interested to listen to her poems press the first one to hear it read:
I Grant you Ample Leave.
To Be One with Each Other.
Here is a quote from a Swiss adventurer, Ella Maillart, who lived from 1903 – 1997. She wrote the book ” Turkestan Solo – One woman’s Expedition from Tien Shan to the Kizil Kum.”
I had to live in the desert before I could understand the full value of grass in a green ditch.
Ella Maillart
Helen Keller
Rain and more rain here. Take care.
Sandy 🙂
I remember the first time I heard this reading in church and realized where the writing on the wall saying came from.
I remember reading a post of yours where you included the expression amongst others. Thank you for looking at my post.
Just love that poem… Good to be reminded of what’s important.
And grass – enjoy it green. Ours is starting to go brown quickly.
Keep well, sis. 🥰
Yes, she wrote so well under a man’s name George. I guess we are going into sort of spring and you autumn. The between seasons. Enjoy!🤗🤗
Lovely composition with the Grateful book. I’m excited for the emergence of green and Spring!
Thank you. 😊 Spring is well washed here. So much rain.