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Kathy and I are attending a retreat this weekend, so I am off-line for the weekend. I will leave you with Mindful by Mary Oliver. This poem reminds me to keep all my senses open and welcome that which is around me into my heart and mind.

Every day
I see or hear
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for –
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world –
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant –
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help
but grow wise
with such teachings
as these –
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?

Kathy took this picture of the frost on the Ponderosa Pine which sits in front of our house.


15 responses »

  1. Beautiful poem.
    Enjoy…! 🙂

  2. I’ve never read that poem before. It’s beautiful and inspiring. Thanks for sharing it.

  3. beautiful poem….
    nice weekend

  4. Beautiful poem and photo. 🙂

  5. I love the beautiful photo, too!

  6. Pingback: Silence, Solitude, Sabbath « Teacher as Transformer

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