***Make sure you visit this week’s Poetry Party either by scrolling down past this post or by clicking here — as usual it is an amazing array of sacred words that keeps growing***
“Hear blessings / dropping their blossoms / around you. ” -Rumi
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts
(photos of the dahlias at Volunteer Park in Seattle)
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, We hope you have had a restful and inspiring summer. We always cherish this time of quiet reflection and dreaming into the new academic year of programs. I have savored having some time to simply be and deepen into the sacred
A Blessing for CreativitySpirit of Holy Imagination,we ask you to bless our visionwith the wisdom to see what is possible. Help us trust our desire to createthrough color, word, shape, gesture, and song. When our fingers trembleat picking up a pen or marker,connect us to
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Teresa Calpino’s reflection on wisdom from Mary Magdalene as the apostle and prophet of grief “I know why we try to keep
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Thank you, thank you, thank you for all of the very kind words! :-)
Exquisite.
Thank you.
Speechless…
Such exquisite, lush photos, Christine. Synchronicity abounds…just read this morning from Osho:
“That’s why in a deep presence you are the flower and the flower has become you. You are also a thought, the flower is also a thought in the mind. When there is no thinking, who is the flower and who is the one observing? The observer becomes the observed. Suddenly boundaries are lost. Suddenly you have penetrated, penetrated into the flower, and the flower has pentrated into you. Suddenly you are not two, one exists.”
Thank you, Christine……
Ah, those are so Rich with color and life. Just beautiful.
stunningly beautiful