“At the entrance, my bare feet on the dirt floor, Here, gusts of heat; at my back, white clouds. I stare and stare.
It seems I was called for this: To glorify things just because they are.”
-Czeslaw Milosz
(most of these photos have appeared on this blog before, but the quote inspired me to group them together)
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
** Come back on Monday for our 21st Poetry Party **
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to our Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Krissy Kludt’s reflection and poem Of Dust and Water. Several years ago, I texted my father from a snowbound house in Tahoe,
Note: Click cc to turn closed captions on or off.On the Spring Equinox*God of balance,we ask your blessing at this thresholdwhen light and dark are equal.Teach us to welcome bothinto our lives, to make room for joy and sorrow,for sunlight’s shimmering and moonlight’s radiance.As the
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Janeen R. Adil’s reflection on love inspiring contemplation and action. I was an undergrad when I first read the works of esteemed
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Thank you Bette and Kathy. It does indeed feel central to my call. . .
Oh my…thank you for pairing this beautiful quote with these breathtaking photos–giving the breath of spirit, the caress of luminosity, the spaciousness of each image…how can we not praise the sacredness of existence? You too were called for this…
stunning, stunning photos/moments. so peaceful and poetic. its nice to read poetry without words :)
Thank you all! :-)
Lovely. xoxo SS
I love the quote as well. It is a very evocative summation of what the writer, the artist does….
Thank you, Christine.
I like that quote a lot.