“I give thanks to the waves upholding me, hail the great winds urging me on, greet the infinite sea before me, sing the sky my sailor’s song: I was born upon the fathoms, never harbor or port have I known. The wide universe is the ocean I travel, and the earth is my blue boat home.” -Peter Mayer, from “Blue Boat Home”
Celebrate Earth Day today.
At the end of the Muslim holy month of Ramadan is the celebration of Eid al-Fitr. It is a day of sweetness and celebration, of charity towards those in need, and of seeking forgiveness for wrongs.
Practice grace and generosity toward others today.
Ah, it’s true.
When our ancestors spoke of heaven,
they were speaking of this moment.
When they went on about nirvana
they imagined a time like this.
When they sang of paradise,
it was this morning they imagined.
A time when all the mysteries of life and death
are blended in a community of praise,
when the bones of ancient lovers
are given flesh again in our own bodies,
teachers of long ago speaking of love and truth
once more in lives so ordinary they are
extraordinary.
Blest is our breath, in and out, quiet,
blest is our sitting, our fidgeting, our movement,
blest is our heartbeat echoing
the pounding alleluias of the distant stars,
blest is the silence that is presence,
not absence. -”In Heaven,” by Marco Belletini
Spend some time in silence today.
I recently volunteered in my child’s elementary school art class to help the children make ceramic flowers. When they were done, they were asked to draw their flowers, and to imagine where their flowers would be. The third-graders drew their flowers in gardens, and vases, and fields, but also in space and with dinosaurs. One child drew her flower sprouting wings and leaving the ground to fly. -Michael Tino (CLF)
Imagine yourself with wings. Where would you fly today?
“My dreams matter. They matter, as they pull me inward and yet simultaneously push me outside of myself; My dreams matter; they matter as they speak to the breadth of love, of pain, of hope, that rest deep in the fabric of my blood and bones.” – from “My Dreams, They Matter,” by roddy bell-shelton biggs
What do your dreams tell you?
