From the door sill of a dream they called my name…
It was the good voice, the voice I loved so much.
“-Listen,” said the voice. “Will you go with me to visit the soul?…”
And a soft stroke reached up and touched my heart.
“With you always” … And in my dream I walked
Down a long and solitary corridor,
Aware of the touching of the pure robe,
And the soft beating of blood in the hand that loved me.
-Antonio Machado, from Times Alone: Selected Poetry of Antonio Machado (edited by Robert Bly)
A Blessing for Coming Home*Godde of Homecomings,our lives are a pilgrimage journeyseeking the discovery of home in the world. We travel, not in straight lines, but in circles and spirals, revisiting old patternsand ways of being that need healing,trusting in life’s unfinished nature, but also
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Jennifer Scott Mobley’s reflection and poem The Work of Healing. “We are each a multitude of inner voices. Some of these voices are loud,
Pilgrimage Blessing*Journeying One,you help us to navigate the path, placing one foot in front of the other, even when the way ahead is not visible. We set aside our desire for maps, GPS, and guidebooksand surrender to an inner knowing and directionsparked by the deepest
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you’re welcome sharon!
thank you christine for sharing this . i so love this :)