Photos taken while in Sooke, BC, top photo is of course the lovely Abbess Petunia doing what she does best. (and yes, the Golden is for you lucy)
In ancient times, wise men and women fled out into the desert to find a place where they could be fully present to the divine and to their own inner struggles at work within them. The desert became a place to enter into the refiner’s
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Kathleen Deyer Bolduc’s reflection Light in the Darkness. One of my favorite scriptures—one that I repeat to myself often—is from the book
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, During Advent we consider Mary in a special way, especially her role as the one who birthed Jesus into the world. This image of birthing the holy has long been close to my heart. Our featured self-study retreat for
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My goodness. The first photo is the wisest, most spiritual photograph I’ve seen in a long time…
you are most welcome lucy. ;-)
Tess, that last one is an angora goat. It lives at a meadery where we bought honey, jam, and of course some mead. They also sell hand-knit angora wool items.
One of my favourite phrases by Oliver, accompanied by so many such gorgeous doggies – except – is that last one a sheep??
it’s not nice to make me cry first thing in the morning. :-) thank you. i had to really look hard to make sure it wasn’t you know who. xoxox
Sue, she was just gazing off into the ether as she is in the habit of doing. :-)
Thank you both!
One of my favorite lines from Mary Oliver! Love the photos as well.
Oh, beautiful pics. What was Tune looking at, do you remember?