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Softest of Mornings

Softest of Mornings By Mary Oliver Softest of mornings, hello. And what will you do today, I wonder, to my heart? And how much honey can the heart stand, I wonder, before it must break? This is trivial, or nothing:…

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Green And Black Dandelion

In the Days of Growing Darkness

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…

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Morning Flowers Waking Up

Today, a Poem for Summer

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…

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Autumn Tree In Sun

The Wisdom of Autumn

Last month I went on silent retreat in the outskirts of Santa Fe, New Mexico. Most of our time (practice, meals...) was spent outdoors, welcoming fall in a deeply intimate manner. Inspired by this time just being with the subtle…

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