“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 **
A Christmas Blessing This blessing dances at the doorwayof light and dark, knows both as sacred:fertile womb space, miracle of blooming.This blessing breathesthrough those moments of laborwhen you too birth the holyinto this fragile, luminous, hurting worldas Mary did two thousand years ago,eyes wide, hands
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to our Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Tina Thompson’s reflection on the path to Roman Catholic Women Priesthood. Have you heard of the international movement, Roman Catholic Women Priests
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, This Friday, December 19th we are delighted to offer the Deep Rest Winter Solstice mini-retreat to help you slow down and savor the gifts of this time of year as we wait for the tipping point of darkness to light in the
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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.