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Wednesday of Hope – Letting Go of Anticipation

Before, I always lived in anticipation . . . that it was all a preparation for something else, something “greater,” more “genuine.” But that feeling has dropped away from me completely. I live here and now, this minute, this day, to the full, and…

May I Be a Lamp

May I become an island for those seeking dry land A lamp for those needing light, A place of rest for those who desire one, And a servant for those needing service. – Shantideva

Ethical Alchemy

Religion isn’t about believing things. It’s ethical alchemy. It’s about behaving in a way that changes you, that gives you intimations of holiness and sacredness. – Karen Armstrong

There Is Magic

If there is magic on this planet, it is contained in water. – Loren Eiseley

Wednesday of Hope – Despair Cannot Stain Joy

…no despair of ours can alter the reality of things, or stain the joy of the cosmic joy which is always there. – Thomas Merton

Finding Beauty

People often say that “beauty is in the eye of the beholder,” and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look,…

Wednesday of Hope – Sharing a Common Destiny

To really belong to one another and to depend on one another — to really share a common destiny — is difficult for a community that wants to be diverse. It is also the community’s only hope of survival.   – Gordon Cosby

Let Your Soul Be Alive!

If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things in nature have a message you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. –…

In Harmony with Earth

First thing in the morning, before you meet or greet anyone, remember to greet all of nature, all visible and invisible creatures. Say to them: “I am grateful for your work, I love you and want to be in harmony with you!” At this…

What Is Life?

What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset. – Crowfoot, a leader of…