
(taken from the cottage at the retreat center where we taught our intensive last week)
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

(taken from the cottage at the retreat center where we taught our intensive last week)
-Christine Valters Paintner @ Abbey of the Arts

Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, We are entering what the ancient Celtic tradition calls the dark half of the year. The feasts of Samhain, All Saints’, and All Souls’ Day coincide as we make a journey of descent into the gifts of darkness. Tomorrow, November
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Tom Delmore’s poems Sparse hay does not a savior make and Ascension Thursday ~ Heal Thyself. These two poems come on the

Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, We live in times when it often feels like everything is coming undone. The Celtic hinge points of Autumn Equinox, Samhain, the Winter Solstice, and Imbolc offer the wisdom of living into a rhythm that honors the importance of times
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Actually Suz, the red light was on the dock I think or maybe on a boat out there. It was definitely part of the scene. :-)
Thanks lucy!
dreamy!
Oh my, Christine…that is beautiful! Makes me feel very lonesome for that beautiful spot, though. Was the red line part of nature or a reaction from the camera? Either way, it is sort of ethereal!