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The Meadow: Thomas Berry Burial Site

Taken from: “The Meadow Across the Creek” in The Great Work ┬áby Thomas Berry

The field was covered with white lilies rising above the thick grass.

A magic moment, this experience gave to my life something that seems to explain my thinking at a more profound level than almost any other experience I can remember.

It was not only the lilies. It was the singing of the crickets and the woodlands in the distance and the clouds in a clear sky. This early experience, it seems, has become normative for me throughout the entire range of my thinking.

Although the Meadow has none of the immensity or grandeur of other places, still in this little Meadow the magnificence of life as celebration is manifested in a manner as profound and impressive as any other place I have known in these past many years.

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Listen to this song written for Green Mountain Monastery by our friend Jan Novotka, “In This Holy Place”.

Thomas Berry Burial Site

Thomas Berry, at his request was buried on our land on June 8, 2009 and we are deeply honored to be the place of his final rest.

We chose the meadow as his burial site because it was the deep archetype of the Meadow, (which represented the entire Earth Community) that Thomas carried with him throughout his life. His religious orientation, it seems to us, had its origin in the deep Mystery of the Meadow, where he experienced Earth as the primary revelation of the Divine.

The Meadow also influenced his intellectual life and became the norm for his entire range of thinking. Whatever preserved the Meadow was good, whatever opposed the Meadow was not.

Thomas understood the exquisite presence of the Meadow’s diverse members to one another, each reflecting the numinous mystery that fills the Universe.

He pointed out that destruction of the Meadow would be reflected in our own inner depths and referred to this as SOUL LOSS. Thomas would say, “What we do to the outer world, we do to the inner world.”

As a boy of eleven years old, Thomas caught his first view of the lilies blooming in the Meadow across the Creek and dedicated his life to this vision.

In a gesture of gratitude, the meadow has taken him back to itself in a full embrace.

See photos of Thomas Berry’s Memorial Service