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Like the pull of the moon when she is full of luminous light,

the ocean beckons me to her side

where the waves wash over my soul and the birds invite me to fly.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

leaving more than a footprint,

‘shoulds’ and ‘ought-tos’ fall away,

tension loses its grip on my shoulders

the hamster wheel in my mind stops spinning

and, finally, I shed my shoes,

connecting sole with soul.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

my fingers begin picking up shells almost without my awareness,

large and small, broken and whole,

compelled by the Artist within I place the shells in the sand

working out some arrangement between my soul and Spirit.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

joining the community of all who share the beach,

who seek its refuge and beauty and healing,

our individual lives and smiles brushing briefly against one another

while the ahinga invites me to claim the solitude

that is inherent in such a walk.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

strong waves crashing fiercely over the rocks,

breaking upon my ‘wanting to be certain’ grip,

splashing into the dark crevices for a thorough spring cleaning.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

drawn to the piers whose walkways extends into the deep,

where fishermen and fisherwomen cast their lines and their hopes

and the birds flock to feed on leftover fish parts.

But it is the underside that calls out to me

as I find my way to the cloister on the sea,

finding sanctuary in the rhythm of the waves and the repetition of the structure

and the doorway at the far end.

So I walk, step after step, step after step,

watching the birds waddle down the beach as they search for snatches of food

and chase one another in a game of tag

and take flight into the strong winds,

wondering what it means for one’s spirit to soar

while being suspended over the sea.

And as I walk,

each step becomes prayer ~ for myself, for others, for creation,

and I enter into the mystery of creation and the

and the presence of our Creator.

And as I walk each step brings more wholeness and peace.

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Christine has resumed her Poetry Parties at The Abbey of Arts: she provides an image and theme, we offer our poems.  Read the poems shared and offer your own!

Flinging sacred intent hither and you

Entering holy tussles with expectation

Finding beauty alongside brokenness

Holding space as sacred and full of possiblity

Such is the heart of a

Monk in the World!

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Valentine of Gratitude

My valentine of gratitude for Way of the Monk, Path of the Artist:


She extends the invitation: Find Your Way as a Monk, Your Path as an Artist.

We come from east and west, from north and south,

A virtual community gathering at Table to receive and give, to rest and to be.

With collages, altars, and haikus, fairy tales, photos and rules, voices are heard, gifts are claimed, and our souls find wholeness.


We come from east and west, from north and south,

Opening wells of creativity and inner rhythms of the Sacred.

With collages, altars, and haikus, fairy tales, photos and rules, voices are heard, gifts are claimed, and our souls find wholeness.

By the workings of Spirit we commit to create and listen, to risk and offer healing.


Opening wells of creativity and inner rhythms of the Sacred,

A virtual community gathering at Table to receive and give, to rest and to be.

By the workings of Spirit we commit to create and listen, to risk and offer healing.

She extends the invitation: Find Your Way as a Monk, Your Path as an Artist.


May your Valentine’s Day be filled with gratitude and love!




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Seeking to Remember…

This week at Way of the Monk, Path of the Artist I was reminded of this powerful piece by Jan Phillips:

” The Artist’s Creed.”

May we always remember…

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