...comes in many different flavors.
Morning rain over the Thimble Islands. Sunday's brief respite from the summer heat was an invitation to step out for a walk this morning, and I am so glad I did. The nature trail by the marsh was serene and still, and for the first time in weeks, my heart was, too. Juniper and Yarrow Queen... Continue Reading →
I knew it would be a magical day in the woods as soon as I turned the corner. There, right near the park entrance, a baby Snapping Turtle was trying to cross the road. I pulled over, helped her to the other side, then made my way to the trailhead. The sun had just found... Continue Reading →
Fresh glides the brook and blows the gale, Yet yonder halts the quiet mill; The whirring wheel, the rushing sail How motionless and still! Six days stern Labour shut the poor From nature's careless banquet-hall; The seventh, an Angel opens the door, And, smiling, welcomes all! - Sir Henry Bulwer
When we consecrate a time to listen to the still, small voices, we remember the root of inner wisdom that makes work fruitful. We remember from where we are most deeply nourished, and see more clearly the shape and texture of the people and things before us.” ― Wayne Muller, Sabbath: Finding Rest, Renewal,... Continue Reading →
“Sabbath requires surrender. If we only stop when we are finished with all our work, we will never stop, because our work is never completely done. With every accomplishment there arises a new responsibility....Sabbath dissolves the artificial urgency of our days, because it liberates us from the need to be finished.” ― Wayne Muller 8... Continue Reading →