lucy is inviting us to consider what six words would make up our memoir in this moment. Mine are:
urban monk bearing witness to beauty
I’d love to hear what your own six word memoir would be. Feel free to share it in the comments or at your own blog.
Winter Solstice*Holy One of the turning earth,we watch the daily pilgrimage of the sunas its journey grows shorter and shorter.Bears, bats, and hedgehogs restwhile swallows and swifts have already migrated south again. Cold air, bare branches, blankets and shawls,the growing quiet calls us to our
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I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Melanie-Préjean Sullivan’s reflection on her morning prayer practice. I have always been a student of spirituality. From the time I could read,
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These are all so, so wonderful! I absolutely love reading your memoirs and imagining the textured lives you all are leading. :-)
Woman child laughing, she-wolf howling…
Volleyball,
falling down –
my sisters laugh.
Old dog remembering puppyhood’s fearless freedom.
Christine – I couldnt imagine a more apt or inspiring description of your journey.
The memoir that I am practicing in this moment:
creative sophisticate affirming beauty and artistry
Composted, life’s longings become creative joy.
Amazing, amazing, amazing! So much fun!
(my six words evoked while reading all of these over)
Passing by watering gardens, seeking rest.
Never on track, broadened the path
Wandering, humming, stumbled over the Heart