St. Francis at the Corner PubApproaching the door, you can alreadyhear his generous laughter.He stands on the bar upside down for a momentto get a new perspective on things,a flash of polka-dotted boxersas his brown robe cascades over his head,sandaled toes wiggling in the air
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Natalie Gould’s reflection A Wooden Cross from Assisi. In October 2000, I traveled to Assisi, Italy. During a two-and-a-half-mile walk through the
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, Tomorrow, we begin a 7-week journey with the fairy tale The Handless Maiden! I mentioned in last week’s love note that I first fell in love with this story about 20 years ago and it continues to speak to me.
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Thank you! It was positively mesmerizing to stand there and witness these floating, translucent creatrues.
This photography is delicious – thank you for sharing it! Wow!
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Admire the photography, live the poem; thanks for both!
Wow, gorgeous photography, Christine!
The flight of a jellyfish is amazing. Reminds me that like can be so complex yet so divine.