home to roost

Apr/14 By

  Home to Roost By Kay Ryan The chickens are circling and blotting out the day. The sun is bright, but the chickens are in the way. Yes, the sky

january might brighten

Jan/9 By

Swanlight by John O’Donohue If it could say itself January Might brighten its syllables on the frost 
Of these first New Year days whose cold is blue. Meanwhile in this

to break the dead shell of yesterdays

Nov/7 By

A Morning Offering by John O’Donohue I bless the night that nourished my heart To set the ghosts of longing free Into the flow and figure of dream That went

photo friday: green

May/4 By

“Behind the facade of the familiar, strange things await us. This is true of our homes, the place where we live, and, indeed, of those with whom we live. Friendships and

you have seen this a thousand times

Mar/14 By

Summer Morning by Mary Oliver Heart, I implore you, it’s time to come back from the dark, it’s morning, the hills are pink and the roses whatever they felt in

at times, it will lead you strangely

Feb/15 By

For the Unknown Self by John O’Donohue So much of what delights and troubles you Happens on a surface You take for ground. Your mind thinks your life alone, Your

to feel at home in my life

Jan/12 By

  On Waking by John O’Donohue I give thanks for arriving Safely in a new dawn, For the gift of eyes To see the world, The gift of mind To

a blessing for one who is exhausted

Jun/2 By

A Blessing for One Who is Exhausted by John O’Donohue When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic, Time takes on the strain until it breaks; Then all the unattended