Archive for October, 2007

I am the High Priestess

I saw this at Eileen's blog and will sometimes enter my information into these games but not post the results. Since today was kind of intense, this result made me smile. High Priestess, I can live with that…(let me know if you find out yours!)  … I have long wanted to study the archetypal symbols [...]

Your very flesh shall be a great poem

Preface to Leaves of Grass (excerpt) Love the earth and sun and the animals, despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, stand up for the stupid and crazy, devote your income and labor to others, hate tyrants, argue not concerning God, have patience and indulgence toward the people, take off your hat to nothing [...]

Perilous Dark Path of True Prayer

"We seldom go freely into the belly of the beast. Unless we face a major disaster like the death of a friend or spouse or loss of a marriage or job, we usually will not go there. As a culture, we have to be taught the language of descent. That is the great language of [...]

The Breathing

An absolute patience. Trees stand up to their knees in fog. The fog slowly flows uphill. White cobwebs, the grass leaning where deer have looked for apples. The woods from brook to where the top of the hill looks over the fog, send up not one bird. So absolute, it is no other than happiness [...]

Uplifting Street Art

(discovered on a sidewalk in the Capitol Hill neighborhood of Seattle) PS — I've started a professional account at Smugmug for my photos, click on over for a visit and let me know what you think!  I'll be adding more photos when I have time.  I occasionally get requests for a reprint of a photo [...]

Fear and Freedom

"Fear is the cheapest room in the house. / I would like to see you living / In better conditions." -Hafiz "Move from within. / Don't move the way that fear wants you to. / Begin a foolish project. / Noah did."  -Rumi    I smiled yesterday when lucy commented about my journey of fearlessness [...]

The Thread

Something is very gently, invisibly, silently, pulling at me – a thread or net of threads finer than cobweb and as elastic. I haven’t tried the strength of it. No barbed hook pierced and tore me. Was it not long ago this thread began to draw me? Or way back? Was I born with its [...]

And the winner is…

Congratulations to Kievas Fargo who contributed a poem to the Poetry Party and won my drawing this week for a copy of Praying With the Elements.  Make sure to go back and read all of the wonderful entries to this week's Invitation to Poetry. The poems submitted are always beautiful, but this week's submissions felt [...]

Heavy are the Seas

"Will you sail 'cross the water and tell us what you found" -Jane Siberry, "Sail Across the Water" from When I Was a Boy   Fear not the pain. Let its weight fall back into the earth; for heavy are the mountains, heavy the seas. -Rainer Maria Rilke, from In Praise of Mortality My dreams [...]

Abbey Bookshelf

***Come visit the Poetry Party here or scroll down to the next post*** What I'm reading this week: Slow Time: Recovering a Natural Rhythm of Life by Waverly Fitzgerald Waverly has a most wonderful website called School for the Seasons where she shares an abundance of resources for living more deeply into each season.  She just published [...]