David Given Schwarm

Married, Father, United

Category: Spirit

  • Ace of swords

    This week we are guided by the Ace of Swords

    The image of the sword piercing the crown represents your awakening mind and your realization challenges need to be faced. It’s now easier to think and see things clearly. You might want to find somewhere to vent and need someone to talk to. If you can’t immediately find someone you trust enough, you might be tempted to put your feelings into writing, perhaps in an internet forum.

    The card suggests a breeze wafting through the trees, rattling the eaves as it passes through. It indicates a new idea, a new concept providing that refreshing aha! moment. It shows a time of new ideals and sheds light on a new way of doing things. The sword is lifted and you are eager to test it and see how sharp its edge really is.

    The Ace of Swords is, like all of the Aces, the purest embodiment of its suit. It symbolizes breakthroughs and mental clarity. In relation to your personality or the action you take, it implies a strong element of focus, determination, and an intellectual capacity. It may suggest change through conquering internal forces, leading to new beginnings.

  • A Preference for the Chant of Frogs

    Warmer. Rain in the night. Frogs again. At first the waterhole (four feet long at most) had one frog or two. Now they are a small nation, loud in the night. The innocent nation, changing blissfully in praise of the spring rain. Last evening, I pruned a few little trees–including the beeches I had planted.
    Today I have to go down to see Fr. Vernon Robertson, who evidently7 wants me to get involved in something–and I will try to to. He has been pestering me to come to Louisville to five a talk at Bellarmine College. And this is confirming me in my resolution to keep out of all that.
    Almost every day I have to write a letter to someone refusing an invitation to attend a conference, or a workshop, or to give talks on the contemplative life, or poetry, etc. I can see more and more clearly how for me this would be a sheer waste, a Pascalian diversion, participation in a a common delusion. (For others, no; they have the grace and mission to go around talking.) For me what matters is silence, meditation–and writing; but writing is secondary. To willingly and deliberately abandon this to go out and talk would be stupidity–for me. And for others, retirement into my kind of solitude would be equally stupid. They could not do it–and I could not do what they do.
    March 16, 1968,VII.68

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