Nature
Saturday Poetry – Sleeping in the Forest
Sleeping In The Forest Mary Oliver I thought the earth remembered me, she took me back so tenderly, arranging her dark skirts, her pockets full of lichens and seeds. I slept as never before, a stone on the riverbed, nothing between me and the white fire of the stars but my thoughts, and they floated … Read more
A Message from Mother Earth
Interested in having more conversations with Mother Earth? You can. In fact, you can spend a whole day personally dialoguing with Her in sacred space. Learn to use the Tarot in powerful new ways you may never have tried before. Join us a week from today as we Heal the Earth, Heal Ourselves. Details can … Read more
Blessings of the Harvest Moon
Spring scarce had greener fields to show than these Of mid September; through the still warm noon The rivulets ripple forth a gladder tune Than ever in the summer; from the trees Dusk-green, and murmuring inward melodies, No leaf drops yet; only our evenings swoon In pallid skies more suddenly, and the moon Finds motionless … Read more
Sunday Poetry by Diane Ackerman
School Prayer by Diane Ackerman, from I Praise My Destroyer In the name of the daybreak and the eyelids of morning and the wayfaring moon and the night when it departs, I swear I will not dishonor my soul with hatred, but offer myself humbly as a guardian of nature, as a healer of misery, … Read more
Sunday Poetry
Sunset Rainer Maria Rilke Slowly the west reaches for clothes of new colours which it passes to a row of ancient trees. You look, and soon these two worlds both leave you, one part climbs toward heaven, one sinks to earth, leaving you, not really belonging to either, not so helplessly dark as that house … Read more