I’ve gone to the fields to run barefoot through grass and pick daisies, to sing and be silent.
Where will you run off to this summer day?
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
I’ve gone to the fields to run barefoot through grass and pick daisies, to sing and be silent.
Where will you run off to this summer day?
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
Holy Week Blessing* Godde of Paradox, you call us to sit these coming days in the heart of betrayal, abandonment, mockery, violence, to not avert our eyes but see ourselves in the story. Travel with us into the border spaces of unknowing holding death and
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Sharon Dawn Johnson’s reflection Yearning For Second Spring. Seasonal Thresholds Aroused at first light, the sun peeps over nearby urban rooftops as
Spring Equinox Blessing* God of balance, we ask your blessing at this threshold when light and dark are equal. Teach us to welcome both into our lives, making room for joy and sorrow, for sunlight shimmering and moonlight radiance. As the light continues to grow,