I feel lucky. I feel grateful. I feel. I struggle with balance. I struggle with weight. I struggle. I love my friends. I love my family. I love. I worry about gaining. I worry about losing. I worry. I experience joy. I experience grief. I experience. I encounter fear. I encounter anger. I encounter. I …
. a poem by erin feldman . Bob Marley sang, “Emancipate yourself from mental slavery/none but ourselves can free our minds”. This here is another song of freedom: we’re gathering breaths. [now] we all lookin’ for redemption: [now] won’t you help me? [now] it’s an endless [now]. [now.] [now.] there you go. [now.] train your …
poem about motherhood and self-study or svadhyaya
By Kathi Burke . Here I Am Alone in the World An Enigma of Thoughts, Feelings, Elations, Depressions, Promises, Cravings, Judgments, Reactions. . I Grow, I Strain, I Direct my own Fate, I Love, I Study, I Learn, I Work, I React… . I Seek…Something Big, Something Sure, Something Connected, Something Wise, Something Great, Something …
A peaceful mind stems from understanding and experiencing who you are, and who you are not. For me developing this understanding is what life is. By Willie Crosby Like clouds passing by a deep blue sky Or sticks floating down a springtime stream My life drifts by as if a dream. An active role or …
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To This May They know so much more now about the heart we are told but the world still seems to come one at a time one day one year one season and here it is spring once more with its birds nesting in the holes in the walls its morning finding the first time …
Dark Night of the Soul St. John of the Cross Once in the dark of night, Inflamed with love and wanting, I arose (O coming of delight!) And went, as no one knows, When all my house lay long in deep repose All in the dark went right, Down secret steps, disguised in other clothes, …
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~ This picture was taken by Eileen Muir the other day. Owls have been turning up a lot in her life lately. There is something to be said of the symbolism of different animals. When we get to spend time with them in the wild we often feel blessed. The experience of communing with a …
How I Go to the Woods by Mary Oliver Ordinarily I go to the woods alone, with not a single friend, for they are all smilers and talkers and therefore unsuitable. I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, …
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Love Love means to learn to look at yourself The way one looks at distant things For you are only one thing among many. And whoever sees that way heals his heart, Without knowing it, from various ills- A bird and a tree say to him: Friend. Then he wants to use himself and things …
