As I have said before, I walk pilgrimages in Spain. The symbol for the Camino of St. James is a scallop shell. Almost everyone you meet along the way has one affixed to their backpack. I never thought of it as a symbol for quiet even though I, like many others, walk in quiet contemplation.
I seem to be fascinated by prayer these days. Well I believe that’s all we have to fight the injustices of this world which seem to multiply before our eyes at the speed of light. Prayer that pause in the day’s complications that connects us to an uncomplicated world – a reflection perhaps of an
I probably live this poem everyday because I taught high school English for 15 years. The experience, the lessons, the special students, the comrades in arms never leave me. I don’t play the violin but I do play the piano now that I have time for lessons and a teacher of my own. I’m not
I lived this poem today as an afterthought. Unlike Mary Oliver, I have to live in a logical world. I need to be grounded. My escape into the mystical world of hopes and dreams is through music and poetry. However, I study music as a cerebral exercise – music theory, conservatory exams etc. and I
From Mary Oliver Everyday I look for meaning. I try to make sense of my life, of the world, of the universe. I try to believe that there is something greater out there that we struggle towards, purify ourselves for or simply keep breathing just to be acknowledged. On a Camino many walk hoping to
Pangur Ban So in peace our task we ply,Pangur Ban, my cat, and I;In our arts we find our bliss,I have mine and he has his.Practice every day has madePangur perfect in his trade;I get wisdom day and nightTurning darkness into light. — Anon., (Irish, 8th century) I lived this poem today in an odd
