a day out of clean silkwashed like a child that’s lived for daysin fever, the light pure and perfectand nothing troubled left in all the worlda day to love a neighbourto see in the young field’s promiseGod rippling and strong, unquestionablefour men gathered from the
Christine was recently interviewed about Give Me a Word and Breath Prayer. She also has an article about Mechthild of Magdeburg in U.S. Catholic. Mechthild of Magdeburg: Poet of Divine Love ~ Article in U.S. Catholic Image: Peter Paul Metz, Mechthild of Magdeburg, 1896, St.
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 Unchosen Habits. I’ve chosen monk-like paths. At twenty-four, I bought hiking boots and moved to the Isle of Mull
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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.