After posting “Taking Refuge in My Saddle” yesterday, I realized that the day, June 1, also signified the start of PRIDE month. As I reflected on “pride + pedaling,” especially against the backdrop of all that has taken place in just the last 24 hours—a shooting in Tulsa, Queen Elizabeth II’s Platinum Jubilee, and the publishing …
From the Book of Time (excerpt) ~Mary Oliver VI.Count the roses, red and fluttering.Count the roses, wrinkled and salt.Each with its yellow lint at the center.Each with its honey pooled and ready.Do you have a question that can’t be answered?Do the stars frighten you by their heaviness and their endless number?Does it bother you, that …
How would you live then? by Mary Oliver What if a hundred rose-breasted grosbeaksflew in circles around your head? What ifthe mockingbird came into the house with you andbecame your advisor? What ifthe bees filled your walls with honey and allyou needed to do was ask them and they would fillthe bowl? What if the …
Earth Touching by Thich Nhat Hanh Here is the foot of a tree.Here is an empty, quiet place. Here is a cushion. Brother, why don’t you sit down? Sit upright. Sit with solidity. Sit in peace. Don’t let your thoughts lift you up into the air. Sit so that you can really touch the Earth and be one with her. You may …
A Cedary Fragrance Even now,decades after,I wash my face with cold water – Not for discipline,nor memory,nor the icy, awakening slap, but to practicechoosingto make the unwanted wanted. by Jane Hirshfield