Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, Blessings at this time of Lughnasa which is the Celtic festival to mark the beginning of harvest and time of gathering in. Lughnasa is a time to gather in and to reap what has been sown. The other side
For Rest on the Sabbath*Sanctifier of holy rest,on the seventh day you paused,laying down the work of creation,and entered into sacred stillness.Let us remember we were freed from slaveryin Egypt and you continue to call usto be people of liberation.Kindle in us the strength to
Summer Solstice Blessing*Radiant One,creator of the cosmosand the luminaries which light our way,bless this day of longest lightand the gift of the sunto bring warmth to our livesand abundance of growth,sweetness of blueberries,refreshment of lemons,nourishment of kaleand a thousand other kinds of food.We sing in
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Thank you all, Mary Oliver does say it best, doesn’t she? And yes, Songbird, I would say that definitely counts. :-)
Happy Thanksgiving Christine and John. Bette stole all my material, but know that MANY of us feel the same way! Blessings!
I hope it counts to walk in the woods and get mud on my boots! And that you had a beautiful day. Happy Thanksgiving!
Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
I’m grateful for our Art, Nature, and Poetry, especially because they bring people together and form Friendship.
This poem by Mary Oliver is perfect. Thank you for sharing it!
HUGS
And Thanksgiving blessings to you, in whatever form you give or receive them!
To you, as well.