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Time to join in the Poetry Party again at Abbey of the Arts!  In honor of Valentine’s Day Christine has invited us to write a poem that is a love letter to something in our daily life.  Here’s my offering:

Letters of Love

Six days a week love is carried around town,

addressed to Ms. Sue and Mr. Tom

and Chaundra and Shawn

and Mr. and Mrs. Long.

Coming from across the country and around the corner,

these letters are written from the heart

or chosen with care at the card store.

They tell of

…a mother’s love for her daughter just starting college

…unspoken love after months of silent admiration

…gratitude after 47 years of marriage

…a sweetheart far from her beloved

…forgiveness after words spoken in anger

…love that is patient and kind and endures forever.

The good news is this love is not reserved just for Valentine’s Day.

With “Forever” stamped in the right hand corner,

this love is carried on paper and in our hearts.

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Recently a few of us from our church gathered at The Hermitage for a retreat… the gifts were simple and profound.  I’m sharing a few of them that I received through the lenses of my camera:Blessed by the stones

Come to me… and be still

Glory

Beauty

Cleansed by Your love

Radiance

Come, follow me …

Our departing gift


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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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“Openings”

Just as I was pondering that last year was clearly a year of “closure” comes Christine’s invitation at Abbey of the Arts to consider what is our word for the year ahead.   A delightful way to move forward; my word for this year came forth easily. . .

Openings.

Pain lessening,

health returning.

Seeking creative wholeness,

making room…

Openings.

Stretching not only my muscles

but also my spirit.

New life emerging,

making room…

Openings.

Claiming my gifts

as they find expression.

Listening in new ways,

making room…

Openings.

Come Holy Spirit,

open my heart

to the touch of your love,

open my eyes

to the beauty of your grace,

open my life

to all that awaits me.


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Winter Woods

 

   “In winter

I can see deeper

into the woods. 

 

                                  

  I am thankful

for winter eyes.”

                       ~Kathy Sherman

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. . .

 

  (Photos of Asylum Preserve and my backyard)

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The Abbey of the Arts is hosting her 40th Poetry Party:  Honoring the Ancestors.  Visit her site to read what others have written and if you’re so inspired, add your own words to the Party!

(Photo by © Christine Valters Paintner at Abbey of the Arts)

Lingering at the edges

and deep in the center of my being,

you are speaking of family stories,

told again and again,

reminding us from where we come

and who belongs to who,

helping us see

the bigger picture of our family.

But there are

two particular gifts that shaped me

in ways I am now

beginning to understand:

The purchase of a used piano

for our family,

for me,

because I always

played your piano when

we came to visit.

The offer to pay for

voice lessons when I started college,

because you were more

aware than I

of my need to sing,

of my need to find my voice.

Now, when I sit at the

piano you gave us,

now when I sing in the choir

 or at home,

I receive the gift behind the gifts:

the invitation to become myself,

and to embrace that which 

feeds my soul.

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