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“Invitation” Mary Oliver

Invitation by Mary Oliver Oh do you have time to linger for just a little while out of your busy and very important day for the goldfinches that have gathered in a field of thistles for a musical battle, to see who can sing the highest note, or the lowest,

You Start Dying Slowly

You Start Dying Slowly — By Pablo Neruda You start dying slowly if you do not travel, if you do not read, If you do not listen to the sounds of life, If you do not appreciate yourself. You start dying slowly When you kill your self-esteem; When you do

Praying, Mary Oliver

Praying It doesn’t have to be the blue iris, it could be weeds in a vacant lot, or a few small stones; just pay attention, then patch a few words together and don’t try to make them elaborate, this isn’t a contest but the doorway into thanks, and a silence

Year End Practice

Free Year End Practice Toolkit / 2019-2020_PlanningWorksheet_Public_SMorris Each year I take time to reflect and rediscover on the year that’s passing. I’ve practiced some reflection and planning ritual since 1999 and keep refining my approach and process. As well, since 2015 my wife Chris and I run a year-end retreat

For a New Beginning

In out-of-the-way places of the heart, Where your thoughts never think to wander, This beginning has been quietly forming, Waiting until you were ready to emerge. For a long time it has watched your desire, Feeling the emptiness growing inside you, Noticing how you willed yourself on, Still unable to

The Loss of the Patron Saint of Communion.

Like many of you, I’m stunned and saddened by the loss of Antony Bourdain. It’s yet another inexplicable, or at least difficult to get my head and my heart around, loss of a good, impactful person too soon. In our modern human lives, we live with constant paradoxes that include

What Sound Did Your Year Make?

A year’s reflection through sensory metaphor. Recently I was reflecting on my year and the scene that entered my mind came through a unusual doorway. The scene was that of a drum set tumbling down two flights of stairs, and it came through as sound sound in addition to the

For the Senses, John O’Donahue

For the Senses May the touch of your skin Register the beauty Of the otherness That surrounds you. May your listening be attuned To the deeper silence Where sound is honed To bring distance home. May the fragrance Of a breathing meadow Refresh your heart And remind you you are

Sweet Darkness, by David Whyte

Sweet Darkness When your eyes are tired the world is tired also. When your vision has gone no part of the world can find you. Time to go into the dark where the night has eyes to recognize its own. There you can be sure you are not beyond love.

Everything is Waiting for You, by David Whyte

Everything is Waiting for You (After Derek Mahon) Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone.  As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions.  To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings.  Surely,

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