The Peace of Wild Things BY WENDELL BERRY When despair for the world grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting with their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That's the message he is sending. ― Thich Nhat Hanh
Through my love for you, I want to express my love for the whole cosmos, the whole of humanity, and all beings. By living with you, I want to learn to love everyone and all species. If I succeed in loving you, I will be able to love everyone and all species on Earth . . . This is the real message of love. ― Thich Nhat Hanh, Teachings on Love
I hope you are well and happy, resting in the grace of the world and looking at it and those in it with the eyes of love.
There will be a gathering of the Clear Heart Sangha this Sunday evening at 6 PM at the Unitarian Universalist Congregation of South Kingstown at the Lily Pads on North Road in Peace Dale, RI. There will be a sitting and then Renee will be facilitating a discussion about the first of the Five Mindfuless Trainings. I hope you will be able to be there.
This will be very brief because I am at a WIFI hotspot and have only a couple of minutes to get this to you. Thank you for your prayers for my father . . . He was well enough to be released yesterday from the wonderful nursing home where he went for rehab.
For updates regarding DOMs and retreats please go to joannefriday.com. A deep bow to Shana and Ellen for keeping it updated.
I hope to be home fairly soon and look forward to practicing with all of you again. Please accept my deepest regrets for being out of touch for such a while.
with much love, many hugs and the miracle of baby purple gallinules for you, Joanne