








Images are all from the Wienerwald, or Vienna Woods, the large forest on the west side of the city.









Images are all from the Wienerwald, or Vienna Woods, the large forest on the west side of the city.

St. Hildegard Has a VisionFirst came the whirl of colorand the cosmic song intensified,a symphony of music and imagerevealing the heart of the holy.You were often ill between visions,drinking tea as medicine.Your visions showed you the worldis so much more expansivethan what we see with
I am delighted to share another beautiful submission to the Monk in the World guest post series from the community. Read on for Dr. Kellie Brown’s reflection A Liturgy for the Mini Jesus. I’ll admit that when the one-inch molded plastic Jesus figurines began to circulate a

I KneelI kneel before my mothergently clip each nail,her fingers gnarled like ancient oaks, toes red and splayed,ankle joints fused. I take a sock and scrunch it down,into a small halo and place the opening over her toesthen slide it up over her arch, around her heel, up her calf,a
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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 . . .