. . . there is also a Great Autumn.

What is being released within you to make way for summer’s fruit?
© Christine Valters Paintner at Abbey of the Arts:
Transformative Living through Contemplative & Expressive Arts
. . . there is also a Great Autumn.

What is being released within you to make way for summer’s fruit?
© Christine Valters Paintner at Abbey of the Arts:
Transformative Living through Contemplative & Expressive 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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i feel the release is imminent…can’t tell if i’m holding on or it just hasn’t surfaced as to what needs to be let go…guess i’ll let the season continue. ha. do i have a choice? :-)
Fly beautiful Songbird, fly! :-)
That’s a beautiful photograph.
I hope my self-definition of “wounded bird” will be released; I want to fly!