
The image is my view from the hermitage over the Hood Canal toward the Olympic mountains.
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

The image is my view from the hermitage over the Hood Canal toward the Olympic mountains.
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, My time of sabbatical from teaching is come to a close. During my writing time I was able to complete two manuscripts: a fourth collection of poetry titled What Enters Through the Open Heart (to be published by Monkfish Publishing in

As a virtual monastery, our community reaches around the globe. As of November 2025, over 1700 people have affirmed the Monk Manifesto to join the Holy Disorder of Dancing Monks, committing to live a compassionate, contemplative, and creative life. We love how our virtual format
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Lillian Lewis’ reflection and poem Winter Morning Prayer. I am dancing my morning prayer around an outdoor “shrine or altar” to the Great
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Thanks for the wonderful comments my friends.
Elaine, I really like that quote you posted.
Bette, I adore that book! I read it after my mother died because it was one of her favorites, and I just inhaled it. Yes, we all need to connect with our inner wild woman (or man). :-) Thanks for the request for my own poems. Funny thing, as much as I adore other people’s poetry I feel more shy about sharing my own than almost anything else, but I think your invitation will help me to bring them more consciously to this space. They tend to hide in my journals quietly like shy deer. Maybe I can get them in touch with their own inner wolves. ;-)