Images are all from the Wienerwald, or Vienna Woods, the large forest on the west side of the city.
Click CC to turn closed captions on or off. On Pentecost*Spirit of courage,we stand huddled too,like the disciples in the upper room,wondering what is real and true anymore.Reveal to us the pulse of your firein each of our heartsand send us with bread and rosesout
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Elaine Breckenridge’s reflection An Expanding Pentecost. “Suddenly from heaven, there came a sound like the rush of a violent wind…and divided tongues,
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, This Friday, May 22nd we welcome Wisdom Council member, spiritual director, and musician Dr. Richard Bruxvoort Colligan for a retreat on The Psalms and a Gloriously Disrupted Life. During the retreat Richard will guide us in an immersion of his favorite part of
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Mary Oliver has always been one of my favorite poets, she seems to speak what I am thinking but never can get it on paper. I spent a day in the forest Monday walking the trails among the gorgeous trees and breathing in the autumn smells of the forest, a wonderful day of Sabbath. Thank you for the poem and pictures!
Gorgeous photos . . . makes me want to travel there and get lost for a while . . .