The Restory Retreat Centre

In Conversation With Physics/Astronomy God’s glory is on tour in the skies,  God-craft on exhibit across the horizon.  Madame Day holds classes every morning,  Professor Night lectures each evening.  Their words aren’t heard,  their voices aren’t recorded,  But their silence fills the earth:  unspoken truth is spoken everywhere. Psalms‬ ‭19‬:‭1‬-45‬ ‭(The Message)                     ‬ The Conversation Elements From The Conversation Stars that we see with the naked eye at night.   May you have fun. A Suspended Blue Ocean The sky is a suspended blue ocean. The stars are the fish that swim. The planets are the white whales I sometimes hitch a ride on, and the sun and all light have forever fused themselves into my heart and upon my skin. There is only one rule on this Wild Playground, For every sign Hafiz has ever seen reads the same. They all say, "Have fun, my dear; my dear, have fun, in the Belov...

Years ago, while still living in Gauteng, I told Matilda that my big wish is to live in a place where, when you switch off your bedroom light at night, it must be pitch dark. I do not want to see lights of any kind. Least of all security and flood lights. I am definitely not striving to be anachronistic, singing the praises of the Stone Age, but electric light in all its forms symbolizes for me a type of infiltration and colonization. In our human advances, we no longer plant flags when arriving on  terra nova , we switch on a light. On moving to Barrowfield my dream came true. The stars are bright and near, the Milky Way arching majestically overhead, everything wrapped in black velvet.  I felt spoilt, immensely privileged. The date my ideal world was shattered I cannot pinpoint exactly. But one night, on stepping out of the front door to check on the kiln in the pottery studio, a pinprick of light in the far-off distance, maybe 30 km away...

Photograph by Christopher Michel It often happens that I come across quotations, without looking for them or their subject matter, that supplement each other and convey the same message from different angles. I believe they are messengers and I do my utmost to listen. All other creatures look down toward the earth, but man was given a face so that he might turn his eyes toward the stars and gaze upon the sky.                                            ~ Ovid The wise man looks into space and does not regard the small as too little, nor the great as too big,   for he knows that there is no limit to dimensions.                                                      ~ Chuang Tzu George