Much of what Thomas Merton writes is deeply invested in the Celtic tradition of inclusion and celebration of creation.
A piece that illustrates this very clearly is a psalm that he wrote, which I would like to include here:
The forms and individual characters of living and growing things,
of inanimate beings, of animals and flowers and all nature,
constitute their holiness in the sight of God.
Their inscape is their sanctity.
It is the imprint of His wisdom and His reality in them.
The special clumsy beauty of this particular colt on this day in this field under these clouds
is a holiness consecrated to God by His own creative wisdom, and it declares the glory of God.
The pale flowers of the dogwood outside this window are saints.
The little yellow flowers that nobody notices on the edge of the road are saints, looking up into the face of God.
The leaf has its own texture and its own pattern of veins and its own holy shape,
and the bass and trout hiding in the deep pools of the river
are canonised by their beauty and their strength.
The lakes hidden among the hills are saints,
and the sea too is a saint who praises God without interruption in her majestic dance.
The great, gashed half-naked mountain is another of God’s saints.
There is not other like him.
He alone is his own character;
nothing else in the world ever did or ever will imitate God in quite the same way.
That is his sanctity.
But what about you? What about me?
Well for me, the answer to that question of Merton’s is that I am lucky enough to know that this is where I belong. This is where my heart soars and beats in tune with creation with every sight and sound, each heartbeat echoes that of the Creator who created this and me. The Celtic rhythm is my own, blood, air, breathing, belonging is one uninterrupted circle of beauty and praise and ecstasy. I am as loved and cradled in this environment as within the mother’s womb. And perhaps therein lies the heart of it. Find God within your heart, your belonging, your knowing and never let go…follow wherever He leads, regardless of whether that fits with man made tradition and interpretations.