Twice recently this poem from Hafiz has come to me from friends, which has led me to share it here. Rain and light. Beautiful. GOD POURS LIGHT God pours light into every cup, quenching darkness. The proudly pious stuff their cups with parchment and critique the taste of ink while God pours light and the [...]
My friend Marian Van Eyk McCain has edited a new book, GreenSpirit: Path to a New Consciousness. Because the topics in it are related to my work on Temple of the Cosmos and my interest in our spiritual responses to our world, I intend to read it as soon as I can get my hands [...]
We should not be seeking the Garden, it is not lost. It is we who are lost. It is we who are alienated from the Garden of which we are a part, which is around us and within us now, and always has been. So says Billy, one of the many Green Men present at [...]
Picture this: * a morning in early spring, crisp air with new sunshine, long-awaited respite from a fierce winter season in the North Country, near the Canadian border. * a winter-beaten field at last free of snow, surrounded by bushes and small trees behind a white frame house, near the edge of a quiet village. [...]
On this white and snowy day, I’m sharing a springtime photo, plus a link I just added to this blog. The people of GreenSpirit: * celebrate all existence as deeply connected and sacred * understand humanity as integral to the planetary landscape rather than its distinguishing feature * find inspiration in the traditions of Earth-based [...]
This evening I will gather with women friends outdoors to walk a snowy labyrinth illuminated by ice lanterns and the full moon. What could be more magical for this weekend of Imbolc / Candlemas / Brigit’s Day? This full moon will arrive at perigee, the place on its non-circular orbit when it’s at its closest [...]
Because we are part of the natural world, our earthly story can offer us inspiration, healing, a sense of peace and balance, or a profound feeling of belonging. What is happening now outside your window? As I look out, I see that once again a soft blanket of white covers the ground and rooftops. The [...]
