For Our Journey Through the Seasons*Creator of All,open our eyes to your Wordscribed on every leaf and petal,on every wing and paw.As the seasons unfold in their vibrant dance of change,may we read on their pages your callto blossom forth, to bear fruit,to surrender and
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Anne Barsanti’s reflection on kinship with creation and poem “Ice Storm.” I find myself connected to all that surrounds me – human and
On Imbolc and the Feast of St. Brigid* Spirit of Rebirth,your new life pulses below the rumbling ground.Attune our earsto the renewal taking formbeneath the winter earth,snowdrops and crocusesin white and purple-petaled wonder,hedgehogs and bearsbeginning to stir from sleep. Let Brigid be our guideas we
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Yup, 12th & Mercer. :-)
very nice. capital hill?
Thanks Lori and Elizabeth! Lori, I had that song going through my mind as well, almost posted a link to it in addition to the sign, but then decided the sign was enough. :-)
to not know what tomorrow brings… this is the perfect photo!
I had the Journey song Don’t Stop Believing on my mind all day long yesterday. My kids were tired of me singing it! On the computer this morning I see your post of this sign …. God is amazing!
Happy Easter Christine. Isn’t this journey of faith something wonderful!