I know that I love the day,
The sun on the mountain, the Pacific
Shiny and accomplishing itself in breakers,
But I know I live half alive in the world,
I know half my life belongs to the wild darkness.
-Galway Kinnell
** For the season of Advent I am posting a reflection each Sunday on a theme from the lectionary readings and then during the week offering a poem each day to highlight that theme — see this past Sunday here **
a day out of clean silkwashed like a child that’s lived for daysin fever, the light pure and perfectand nothing troubled left in all the worlda day to love a neighbourto see in the young field’s promiseGod rippling and strong, unquestionablefour men gathered from the
Christine was recently interviewed about Give Me a Word and Breath Prayer. She also has an article about Mechthild of Magdeburg in U.S. Catholic. Mechthild of Magdeburg: Poet of Divine Love ~ Article in U.S. Catholic Image: Peter Paul Metz, Mechthild of Magdeburg, 1896, St.
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Natalie Gould’s reflection Unchosen Habits. I’ve chosen monk-like paths. At twenty-four, I bought hiking boots and moved to the Isle of Mull
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yes, the image of “wild darkness” is what has seized my heart as well! :-)
that last line is my favorite, for sure: “i know half my life belongs to the wild darkenss.” wonderful stuff!!! :-)
I like that, Christine. Guess I am drawn to a bit of the “wild darkness” myself. Thank you!
Suz