A doorway into thanks…

Praying by Mary Oliver

It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few

small stones; just

pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try

to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which

another voice may speak.

Saturday Morning

“Each of us leaves evidence on the earth…” – an important time to remember this. This moment in history is rich with possibilities! (thank you, David Kanigan)

Live & Learn

rabbit-nest-empty-meuseWhen an animal, a rabbit, say, beds down in a protecting fencerow, the weight and warmth of his curled body leaves a mirroring mark upon the ground. The grasses often appear to have been woven into a birdlike nest, and perhaps were indeed caught and pulled around by the delicate claws as he turned in a circle before subsiding into rest. This soft bowl in the grasses, this body-formed evidence of hare, has a name, an obsolete but beautiful word: meuse. (Enticingly close to Muse, daughter of Memory, and source of inspiration.) Each of us leaves evidence on the earth that in various ways bears our form.

Sally Mann, from Hold Still: A Memoir with Photographs

Notes: Photo: Merry Magpie Farm. Quote: Brainpickings

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A clean slate 

Life is grace. Sleep is forgiveness. The night absolves. Darkness wipes the slate clean, not spotless to be sure, but clean enough for another day’s chalking.

Frederick Buechner– The Alphabet of Grace.


 You are me…

You are me and I am you. Isn’t it obvious that we inter-are? You cultivate the flower in yourself so that I may be beautiful. I transform the garbage in me so that you will not have to suffer. I support you , you support me. I am in this world to offer you peace: you are in this world to bring me joy.

We are one. To some this is good news- others are repelled. 

We are one- yet the  fear of equality drives wedges between neighbor and friend. 

The  truth remains… we are one. Bound together by a greater source than could ever be matched by fear or power. 

May we find comfort and strength in remembering we are not alone – ever.

Thich Nhit Hanh

Created by love 

I believe that the world was created and approved by love, that it subsists, coheres, and endures by love, and that, insofar as it is redeemable, it can be redeemed only by love.


A Network for Grateful Living


Friendship is always
a sweet responsibility,
never an opportunity.
Khalil Gibran

The Network of Grateful Living

Sunbeams and Shadows

A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows.
Francis of Assisi

as shadows grow in length – give thanks for each beam of light. They are the promise of hope.