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

Threshold, Liminality, and the Way of the Mystic ~ A Love Note from Your Online Abbess
Dearest dancing monks, artists, and pilgrims, For Lent this year we will be offering a retreat that focuses on 7 of the medieval women mystics, to see what wisdom they have for us. These were women who lived in their own dangerous times and many of whom
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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 . . .