I go to nature to be soothed and healed,
and to have my senses put in order.
John Burroughs
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Saturday, March 21, 2020
Sunday, October 8, 2017
in Autumn ... this is my religion
Starlings
Sometimes when you're driving
alone in autumn, a gust of wind
will sweep forth a sling of starlings
fresh from a maple in late afternoon
and they will fly out of the tree together
one swift movement of bird flight
dipping and rising before you
as if they knew all along
you were coming, as if they
knew your whole day depended
on seeing them there, at that moment
in the last curve of sunlight.
Andrew Green
Remember to look up and around,
Fall is gorgeous, enjoy nature.
love, mom
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Sunday, October 2, 2016
Thursday, September 17, 2015
today, let us remember to slow down ....
as we physically experience the craziness of the start of the new school year and the end of summer, let us remember to slow down; remind ourselves of the slow circles of nature ...
everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature,
is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
May Sarton
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Sunday, July 6, 2014
Today, go to nature, be healed, be soothed . . .
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves . . .
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| from my walk with Scruffy this morning, I heard their harsh and exciting calls |
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting-
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
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