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Sunrise to sunrise,
prayerful rhythm of the day.
Will we be awake?
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-Haiku by Antony Hanson at Coming to the Quiet / photo is mine taken on Saltspring Island

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Sunrise to sunrise,
prayerful rhythm of the day.
Will we be awake?
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
-Haiku by Antony Hanson at Coming to the Quiet / photo is mine taken on Saltspring Island
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read one for Martha Van Vactor’s reflection That Night. That night as predicted, there was the beautiful huge, very larger-than-life moon lighting up the night

I Will Live as a Monk in the World I awaken early as usual,have my little pot of breakfast and feed the dog,then she makes circles and squeals,knowing what is next. Morning prayer, walking the canal and river,quiet before the city hums,she stops every few feet to
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Wisdom Council Member Dena Jennings’ reflection and poem Just a Taste. We are afflicted in every way, but not crushed; perplexed, but