life is a garden,
not a road
we enter and exit
through the same gate
wandering,
where we go matters less
than what we notice
-Bokonon, The Lost Book
There are ways, but the Way is uncharted!
-Tao Te Ching
** For the season of Advent I am posting a reflection each Sunday on a theme from the lectionary readings and then during the week offering a poem each day to highlight that theme — see this past Sunday here **
** Visit this week’s Poetry Party on the theme of Illumination **
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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Such a feast you’re setting out for us with this series of posts. I very much like the simplicity of this one.
wowwowwow.
A garden. Just the words my heart was longing to hear today. Thank you.
Thanks lucy and Lisa! :-)
That is a beautiful poem! Thanks, it really touched me so.
“where we go matters less
than what we notice”
so very true!! thanks for giving us the gift of learning to notice more!!! :-) xoxo