door of being, dawn and wake me,
allow me to see the face of this day,
allow me to see the face of this night,
all communicates, all is transformed,
arch of blood, bridge of the pulse,
take me to the other side of this night,
where I am you, we are us,
the kingdom where pronouns are intertwined,
door of being: open your being
and wake, learn to be ….
-Octavio Paz
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, This Friday, March 13th we warmly invite you to join Wisdom Council member Felicia Murell in our mini-retreat The Restorative Power of Love. Felicia will lead us through an exploration of accessing inner wisdom as we join the Divine in the liberating work of Love. She
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Mary Camille Thomas’s reflection and poem “All Things Sing You.” In my blog The Kingdom of Enough I ponder this question: In a crazy,
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