Article October 30, 1971 Issue

Mulling It Over?

SARA EMERSON ROLLESTON

One clear summer day my husband and I climbed Tor Hill just outside Glastonbury, England. When we reached the peak, the view circling us was thrilling from every angle. The town of Wells huddled in the green, green landscape. Before us were acres and acres of squared plots edged with ancient trees. In the distance were the historic ruins of bygone days. The sky above was filled with swift-moving, billowy clouds.

As we rested on windy Tor Hill, we found we were not alone, for lying right in the middle of things was a complacent cow, chewing her cud. She seemed utterly oblivious to "the wide horizon's grander view."^{Christian Science Hymnal, No. 218;} Before her were scenes that would inspire angels, yet there she lay preoccupied with mulling a bygone dinner, unaware of the magnificence before her.

I thought, "How like this brown cow, in some ways, is mortal mind!" Divine Mind is ever pouring out inspired thought, views of infinite goodness—yes, vistas of heaven. Yet material-mindedness, preoccupied with its own finite world, mulls over the affairs of mortality, oblivious to the grandeur and beauty of spiritual good, which can be recognized only as thought is lifted higher.

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