Welcome everyone! As we have been trying to calve out silent space while we have been practicing prayer more intentionally as a community over the last couple of weeks, I have been inspired by a Mary Oliver poem…
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness,
I would almost say they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out “Stay awhile”.
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple”, they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light and to shine”
Walk slowly, bow often. Alan