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Every Morning New

Every morning is like a new reincarnation into this world. Let us take it then for what it is and live each moment anew. – Paul Brunton

Wednesday of Hope – An Astonishing Mix

What the Day Gives Suddenly, sun. Over my shoulder in the middle of gray November what I hoped to do comes back, asking. Across the street the fiery trees hold onto their leaves, red and gold in the final months of this unfinished year,… Continue Reading “Wednesday of Hope – An Astonishing Mix”

Wednesday of Hope – Love Brings Us to Hope

Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope. – Maya Angelou

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. –… Continue Reading “Let Your Soul Be 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… Continue Reading “In Harmony with Earth”

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… Continue Reading “What Is Life?”

The Blessing that Flows through Everything

The more alert we become to the blessing that flows into us through everything we touch, the more our own touch will bring blessing. – David Steindl-Rast, A Listening Heart

To Be Alive Today

It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world. – Mary Oliver

The Summer within Our Winter

In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. – Albert Camus

The Blessing of Winter

If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant; if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome. – Anne Bradstreet