“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.”
-William Shakespeare
“And this, our life, exempt from public haunt, finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in everything.”
-William Shakespeare
“The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
the rhythm of the sea,
speaks to me.The faintness of the stars,
the freshness of the morning,
the dew drop on the flower,
speaks to me.The strength of fire,
the taste of salmon,
the trail of the sun,
And the life that never goes away,
They speak to me.
And my heart soars”-Chief Dan George
All of these moments that Chief George eloquently lists make my heart soar too! And my unbounded soaring heart is activated by all that surrounds me here – at home. Simple and sweet gifts of nature and love, and the “beauty of the trees and the softness of the air” touch me to my molecules.
May you feel your heart soar as precious moments compel your complete attention and are indelibly etched on mind and memory…
The last day of February – already. Our winter in northwest Montana came late… beautifully, powerfully and incessantly. Deep cold and deep snow. Satisfying. Waking to heavy snow showers this morning, knowing we’re transitioning soon, I’m absorbing it all.
I need this deep winter.
“I love the deep silence of the midwinter woods. It is a stillness you can rest your whole weight against… This stillness is so profound you are sure it will hold and last.”
-Florence Page Jaques
“So burrow in. Snuggle deep. A winter idyll of simple splendor awaits.”
-Sarah Ban Brea
“The future lies before you, like a field of fallen snow;
Be careful how you tread it, for every step will show.”
-Unknown author (but so true!!)
“Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of , even, the
miserable and the crotchety —
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light —
good morning, good morning, good morning
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.”
-Mary Oliver, Why I Wake Early
There is a note at the end of this volume, Why I Wake Early, that says: “On the eve of the publication of her third volume of poems, Twelve Moons, Archibald MacLeish wrote to Mary Oliver: “You have indeed entered the kingdom. You have done something better than create your own world: you have discovered the world we all live in and do not see and cannot feel.” Mary Oliver must have always been compelled to wake early to take it all in, to discover, and then discover anew, in each moment, our magnificent and glorious world… Her words LIVE and help us to live each moment, even in her absence.
“It’s just me and my breath and nature, in peace and it’s beautiful.”
-Katherine Matias
“Every day a million miracles begin at sunrise!”
-Eric Jerome Dickey
“I felt in need of a great pilgrimage,
so I sat still for three days.”
-Hafiz
“Go outside
and let your breath
be stolen away.
Find the forests,
seek the seas,
meditate
on the mountains,
mist covered
from morning.
We are nurtured
by nature, born
for the wild places;
we’ve no business
in cities, in buildings
taller than trees
can grow.
Go outside,
and begin living
again.”-Tyler Knott Gregson