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Holy Saturday Meditations

Spring — Mary Oliver And here is the serpent again.Dragging himself out from his nest of darkness,His cave under the black rocks,His winter-death.He loops around the bunches of rising grass,Looking for the sun. Well, who doesn’t want the sun after the long winter?I step aside,He feels the air with his soft tongue,Around the bones of his body […]

Sabbath II, 1988 — Wendell BerryIt is the destruction of the worldin our own livesthat drives us half insane, and more than half.To destroy that which we were givenin trust: how will we bear it?It is our own bodies that we giveto be broken,our bodies existing before and after usin clod and cloud, worm and […]

Of seeds & sowers, gardens & growing

When people try to bury you, remind yourself you are a seed.― Matshona Dhliwayo Your heart is full of fertile seeds, waiting to sprout. — Morihei Ueshiba The seed is in the ground. Now may we rest in hope, while darkness does its work.~ Wendell Berry Every problem has in it the seeds of its own […]

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