Comforting Thought: The Light that Burns Bright

“There is something in the human spirit that will survive and prevail; there is a tiny and brilliant light burning in the heart of man that will not go out no matter how dark the world becomes.”

~ Leo Tolstoy
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Comforting Thought: Sunrise by Mary Oliver

“I thought how the sun blazes for everyone just so joyfully as it rises
under the lashes of my own eyes, and I thought I am so many!” – Sunrise by Mary Oliver

Comforting Thought: Morning Poem by Mary Oliver

If it is your nature to be happy, you will swim away along the soft trails for hours, your imaginationalighting everywhere.” – Morning Poem by Mary Oliver

Ancient Word of the Day: Kairos

When you walk with ‘Kairos’ you learn how to tip yourself out of chronological time and are able to decommodify your footsteps to walk in sacred time and to the rhythm of your creative mind.

Comforting Thought: When Death Comes by Mary Oliver

“When it’s over I want to say: all my life, I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.” – When Death Comes by Mary Oliver.

Ancient Word of the Day: Humus

From the word ‘Humus’ come many of the words for being human and humility. For millennia and across many cultures, walking with your bare feet in the earth has been a sign of humility.

Kaumātua Wisdom: Raparapa

The spiral begins at the marae which is the forum where every word and the silences in between are heard te whare tangata cycle of birth in the whare nui where Rongo of the peaceful arts ascends and connects us to the universe and nature to the propensity to give, receive and return and toContinue reading “Kaumātua Wisdom: Raparapa”

Comforting Thought: The Summer’s Day by Mary Oliver

“Tell me, what else should I have done? Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon? Tell me what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” -The Summer Day by Mary Oliver.

Powerful Thought: The dead bird urges you to write

Rachel Carson was urged to write ‘Silent Spring’ by the dead birds she held in her hands who called her to write.

She could not live, knowing what she had learned about DDT, without speaking, without – her gift – lifting her pen to write.