Bless yourself, arriving

Bless yourself, arriving

Today, let the descending spiral of this week lead you home, to your own tender heart. Trace the pathway that has brought you here — trace it with your fingertip, on the palm of your hand. Monday’s promise, unfurling light. Tuesday’s thunder shower,...

Meditations From the Center: 2

SUNDAY POEM MEDITATIONS FROM THE CENTER: 2 In the center of my head is a rain-washed dawning In the center of my head cirrus clouds cross a cobalt sky In the center of my head a hermit thrush sings sweet wilderness In the center of my head a bare room opens in the...