In the days of growing darkness the natural world continues to offer support to our wellbeing, along with our relationship to impermanence and transformation. As Mary Oliver encourages us to recognize in her poem below, winter is not simply the…
I was introduced to Jenta's poem, Conqueror, by Pamela Weiss, in a course she taught based on her book, A Bigger Sky.) A Bigger Sky is an invitation to widen our lens of awareness to include the beautiful and influential…
Today Today I'm flying low and I'm not saying a word. I'm letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little, the fish leaping, the gnats getting…
I've been in a number of conversations these past several months focused on how to best meet climate crisis, thoughtfully. It’s not an easy question to answer. Often what does feel easier is to lean towards states of denial or…
For some January 1 marked the beginning of the new year, for others that recognition will come on the 25th, the lunar new year. However you understand this beginning, may you listen to the places and spaces of your heart…
A simple meditation inspired by the Winter Solstice and Margaret Atwood's Solstice Poem. This is the solstice, the still point of the sun, its cusp and midnight, the year's threshold and unlocking, where the past lets go of and becomes…
Poem shared at the opening of December 8th's Second Sunday Sit - Winter’s Cloak by Joyce Rupp. (Rupp is a writer as well as Co-Director of the Institute of Compassionate Presence.) Winter's Cloak by Joyce Rupp This year I do…