
11 a.m. late November shadows


(photos from a late autumn walk through my Capitol Hill neighborhood in Seattle)
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

11 a.m. late November shadows


(photos from a late autumn walk through my Capitol Hill neighborhood in Seattle)
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Mary Camille Thomas’s reflection and poem “All Things Sing You.” In my blog The Kingdom of Enough I ponder this question: In a crazy,

When It Feels as if the World Is Ending*Holy Ground of Love,the world so often feels as if it is endingwith news of wars raging, children dying,fires burning, floods rising—so much suffering, so much cruelty.My heart feels like a tree rotting away,my throat is full

I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Katie Bruckbauer’s reflection and poems on dance and poetry as a spiritual practice. Dance has always been a contemplative practice for me. Even as
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Thanks Tess, I like that word too. It was a stunning day here today.
Sue, maybe the photos act like an allergy shot, helping to lull you into the beauty of winter? :-)
Thanks lucy!!
great word, tess. i had to run to my dictionary on that one. the photos are beautiful with such a mournful feeling…
These pics are great. But I can’t look at them too long, due to my severe allergy to winter :)
Oh, gorgeous. Elegiac. I can almost smell the air.