reading

Who made the world? Who made the swan, and the black bear? Who made the grasshopper? This grasshopper, I mean—the one who has flung herself out of the grass, the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes. Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away. I don't know exactly what a prayer is. I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass, how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields, which is what I have been doing all day.Tell me, what else should I have done?Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?
~Mary Oliver

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When I ask you to listen to me and you start giving me advice, you have not done what I asked.When I ask you to listen to me and you begin to tell me why I shouldn’t feel that way, you are trampling on my feelings.When I ask you to listen to meand you feel you have to do something to solve my problem, you have failed me, strange as that may seem. Listen! All I ask is that you listen. Don’t talk or do – just hear me. Advice is cheap; 20 cents will get you both Dear Abby and Billy Graham in the same newspaper. And I can do for myself; I am not helpless. Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless.When you do something for me that I can and need to do for myself, you contribute to my fear and inadequacy. But when you accept as a simple fact that I feel what I feel, no matter how irrational, then I can stop trying to convince you and get about this business of understanding what’s behindthis irrational feeling. And when that’s clear, the answers are obvious and I don’t need advice. Irrational feelings make sense when we understand what’s behind them. Perhaps that’s why prayer works, sometimes, for some people – because God is mute, and he doesn’t give advice or tryto fix things.God just listens and lets you workit out for yourself. So please listen, and just hear me.And if you want to talk, wait a minutefor your turn – and I will listen to you.
~Gary Jones

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“…Our life might be much easier and simpler than we make it…Why need you choose so painfully your place, and occupation…? Place yourself in the middle of the stream of power and wisdom which animates all whom it floats, and you are without effort impelled to truth, to right and a perfect contentment.”

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weekly reading

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.
~Mary Oliver

weekly reading

Then it was as if I suddenly saw the secret beauty of their hearts, the depths where neither sin nor desire can reach, the person that each one is in God's eyes. If only they could see themselves as they really are.If only we could see each other that way, there would be no reason for war, for hatred, for cruelty ...I suppose the big problem would be that we would fall down and worship each other.
~Thomas Merton

weekly reading

Then it was as if I suddenly saw the secret beauty of their hearts,the depths where neither sin nor desire can reach, the person that each one is in God's eyes. If only they could see themselves as they really are.If only we could see each other that way, there would be no reason for war, for hatred, for cruelty ...I suppose the big problem would be that we would fall down and worship each other.
~Thomas Merton