Friday, May 17, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Weekly Reading
What is the greatest gift? Could it be the world itself-the oceans, the meadowlark,the patience of the trees in the wind? Could it be love, with its sweet clamor of passion?Something else-something else entirely holds me in thrall.That you have a life that I wonder aboutmore than I wonder about my own.That you have a life-courteous and intelligent-thatI wonder about more than I wonder about my own.That you have a soul-your own, no one else's-thatI wonder about more than I wonder about my own.So that I find my soul clapping its hands for yours more than my own.
~Mary Oliver
~Mary Oliver
Sunday, May 5, 2013
weekly reading
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor. Welcome
and entertain them all! Even if they're a
crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep
your house empty of its furniture, still,
treat each guest honorably. He may be
clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing, and invite
them in. Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent as a guide
from beyond.
~ Rumi ~
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor. Welcome
and entertain them all! Even if they're a
crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep
your house empty of its furniture, still,
treat each guest honorably. He may be
clearing you out for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing, and invite
them in. Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent as a guide
from beyond.
~ Rumi ~
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
New Digs
The High Noon Yoga practice has
moved to 904 E Jefferson in
South Bend. 904 E Jefferson is also
the address for Thereputic
Indulgence. Check back for more
yoga classes in the upcoming weeks.
moved to 904 E Jefferson in
South Bend. 904 E Jefferson is also
the address for Thereputic
Indulgence. Check back for more
yoga classes in the upcoming weeks.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Reading Saturday AM
If the Earth were only a few feet in diameter, floating a few feet above a field somewhere, people would come from everywhere to marvel at it. People would walk around it, marvelling at its big pools of water, its little pools, and the water flowing between the pools. People would marvel at the bumps on it, and the holes in it, and they would marvel at the very thin layer of gas surrounding it, and the water suspended in the gas. The people would marvel at all the creatures walking around the surface of the ball, and the creatures in the water. The people would declare it precious because it was the only one, and they would protect it so that it would not be hurt. The ball would be the greatest wonder ever known, and people would come to behold it, to be healed, to gain knowledge, to know beauty, and to wonder how it could be. People would love it, and defend it with their lives, because they would somehow know their lives, their own "roundness", could be nothing without it.
Reading Saturday AM
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.Hello, you who made the morningand spread it over the fieldsand into the faces of the tulipsand the nodding morning glories,and into the windows of, even, themiserable and the crotchety best preacher that ever was,dear star, that just happensto be where you are in the universeto keep us from ever-darkness,to ease us with warm touching,to hold us in the great hands of light –good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
~ Mary Oliver ~
Hello, sun in my face.Hello, you who made the morningand spread it over the fieldsand into the faces of the tulipsand the nodding morning glories,and into the windows of, even, themiserable and the crotchety best preacher that ever was,dear star, that just happensto be where you are in the universeto keep us from ever-darkness,to ease us with warm touching,to hold us in the great hands of light –good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
~ Mary Oliver ~
Saturday, April 20, 2013
Weekly Reading
Mornings at Blackwater
For years, every morning, I drank from Blackwater Pond. It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,the feet of ducks. And always it assuaged me from the dry bowl of the very far past. What I want to say is that the past is the past, and the present is what your life is,and you are capable of choosing what that will be, darling citizen. So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.
~Mary Oliver
For years, every morning, I drank from Blackwater Pond. It was flavored with oak leaves and also, no doubt,the feet of ducks. And always it assuaged me from the dry bowl of the very far past. What I want to say is that the past is the past, and the present is what your life is,and you are capable of choosing what that will be, darling citizen. So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to the world. And live your life.
~Mary Oliver
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