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:…
Keeping Quiet
Keeping Quiet By Pablo Neruda Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for a second, and not move our…
When Life Stings
When life stings In those moments when life stings, I invite you to place a hand over heart, rest attention with breath and gently say to yourself... {inhaling} I am {exhaling} having a human moment. Find more simple, self-compassion…
Living from Liminal Spaces
Living from Liminal Spaces Tender enough to feel, present enough to witness, humble enough to listen, courageous enough to act, accountable enough to change. - Prentis Hemphill Liminal {adjective}, that which is of a sensory threshold. I love this passage from Prentis…
To Serve, with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
To Serve, with Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Celebrating Martin Luther King, Jr Day, and Dr. King's enduring generosity. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. gave a speech at the Ebenezer Baptist Church in Atlanta, Georgia on February 4th, 1968 in…
We Were Made for These Times
We Were Made for These Times I was first introduced to Kaira Jewel Lingo during One Earth Sangha’s EcoDharma training. EcoDharma is an 8-month program that calls in contemplative practices to stay compassionately present and engaged with our increasing climate…
Contemplation, Candlelight and Connection
Contemplation, Candlelight and Connection: Three Rituals for Celebrating New Year's Eve Quietly Sometimes the best thing we can do for ourselves at year’s end is to celebrate quietly. If that feels like your speed, here are three rituals to help.…
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…