1: an emotion variously combining dread, veneration, and wonder that is inspired by authority or by the sacred or sublime
2 archaic (a): Dread, Terror; (b) the power to inspire dread




Awe (n.): c. 1300, aue, “fear, terror, great reverence,” earlier aghe, c. 1200, from a Scandinavian source, such as Old Norse agifright;” from Proto-Germanic agiz-, from root agh-to be depressed, be afraid” (related to: ail). Current sense of “dread mixed with admiration or veneration” is due to the biblical use with reference to the Supreme Being. To stand in awe (early 15th century) originally was simple to stand awe. Awe-inspiring is recorded from 1814.



“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

William Butler Yeats (1865-1939, one of the outstanding and most influential twentieth-century Irish and British poets; also playwright, and recipient of The Nobel Prize in Literature in 1923)

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“There are in life a few moments so beautiful, that even words are a sort of profanity.”

Diane Palmer (b. 1946, pen name of Susan Kyle, née Susan Eloise Spaeth, award-winning American writer, best known for writing romantic novels and also science fiction)

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“Two things fill the mind with ever-increasing wonder and awe, the more often and the more intensely the mind of thought is drawn to them: the starry heavens above me and the moral law within me.”

Immanuel Kant (1724-1804, central figure in modern philosophy, who synthesized early modern rationalism and empiricism, and who set the terms for the nineteenth and twentieth century philosophy)

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“We have not the reverent feeling for the rainbow that the savage has, because we know how it is made. We have lost as much as we gained by prying into that matter.”

Mark Twain (1835-1910, Samuel Langhorne Clements, writer, entrepreneur, publisher, and lecturer)

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“The mystery and art of living are as grand as the sweep of a lifetime and the lifetime of a species. And they are as close as beginning, quietly, to mine whatever grace and beauty, whatever healing and attentiveness, are possible in this moment and the next and the next one after that.”

Krista Tippett (b. 1960, award-winning journalist, New York Times best-selling author, recipient of the National Humanities Medal from President Obama, and entrepreneur, who created and hosts the public radio program and podcast, “On Being”)

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“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

Willia Butler Yeats


Are you more alert and aware of what you feel?  Are you becoming excited and awe-inspired during this challenging time of great change?

We are in it, sojourners! shifting again to a new beginning.  It appears we are ready to pull back the curtain and to expose what we fear the most, especially what may flourish from past transgressions.

No matter how grim it may all seem right now, we will not turn the clock and shift back to the past.  It’s virtually impossible to do so.  Although, we may continue to ride the merry-go-round for a bit, and circle our issues until we finally outgrow them.

These are exciting times, because there’s so much for us to learn, especially when it comes recognizing our true nature, who we are in Love and who we are in shadow, the hidden parts of us we don’t want to acknowledge or confront.  We must, though, if we are to appeal to our better angels.

In the late 1800s in the state of Georgia, my maternal great great grandfather, who was a white young man stole my great great grandmother, a young black slave girl, while she went to fetch water from the well.  Somehow against all odds, they built a life for themselves and gave birth to eight children of their own.

My grandmother used to tell me stories of grandfather visiting her home.  His hair was white and long and so was his beard.  His mouth was also small (or perhaps just hidden) that the grandchildren waited to see how he was going to eat.  My great great grandfather must have been an abolitionist of sorts, if not politically, purely in his heart.

How unbelievably brave it was for the both of my ancestors to follow their hearts and to break the unjust laws of those times.  I often wonder would I have been so brave to break the chains of that bondage.

We all to some extent have broken our bondages, whether it was imprisonment of poverty or some toxic pattern or addiction.  And if we can save and free ourselves, then we can go back like so many great women and men before us, and free others who want to make their escapes.

Collectively, we have the tools we need to be strong, merciful and compassionate in standing up and speaking out against the social injustices of our time, whether it be in our workplaces, churches, communities, and/or families.

Now, how utterly exciting and awe-inspiring is that!  Stay well, and continue to be courageous, sojourners!

Faithfully Yours, Tonya




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