Nobody sees a flower, really, it is so small.
We haven’t time–– and to see takes time, like to have a friend takes time.
-Georgia O’Keeffe
I walked up to Volunteer Park today after the morning rain had abated, to take time to really see the flowers and capture the beauty of the dahlias in full bloom.
-Christine Valters Paintner
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, This Friday, June 12th, we are delighted to welcome Brother Richard Hendrick, OFM Cap. for a retreat on moving From Intention to Attention: Becoming Really Present in Prayer. We will encounter this flow through the lens of the Christian contemplative tradition, looking at
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Alexia Jons’ reflection Living the Sacred in Ordinary Time: How Creativity Becomes a Form of Contemplative Prayer. For a long time, I
St Francis and the Wolf*The city trembled at the wolfoutside its gates, fangs fierce, howling with hunger, fur thick with blood.Francis approaches softly, palms open. When the wolf lunges his breath stays slow and steady,looks with eyes of love,smiles and bowsand the beast whimpers,licks the
6 Responses
Thank you Cathleen and Ron for blessing me with your words. Yes, the beauty does sing so loudly when we slow ourselves down.
Peace and blessings, Christine
Christine, what breath taking beauty…it astounds me, how loudly in the midst of silence that creation continuously glorifies the creator. Thanks for sharing what your eyes have seen in the sacred spaces that surround your day.Peace…Ron+
Awesome. Such simple beauty. Another invitation to slow down, and look, and listen, and be.
With gratitude,
Cathleen
Thank you Sally! It is amazing what happens when we slow down and really see.
Bette, what a truly gorgeous poem. I am so deeply touched. What a gift you have offered. Thank you so much for your ongoing support and faithful presence.
Love and blessings to you both, Christine
Here is a Tanka/Waka (Japanese short-form poem) dedicated to the women who visit here and for Christine (since I used your title in my line three :) in sincere appreciation for your breathtaking photography you’ve given us today.
Such radiance
after the morning rain,
delightful dahlia–
oh how its color reflects
into the tears on your cheeks.
Bette.
Christine- these are stunning- I need to spend time in my garden just looking!
Thank you
Sally