spiritual hospitality

“On winter’s margin, see the small birds now With half-forged memories come flocking home To gardens famous for their charity. The green globe’s broken; vines like tangled veins Hang at the entrance to the silent wood. With half a loaf, I am the prince of crumbs; By...

souvenir de voyage

“I have walked through many lives some of them my own, and I am not who I was, through some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray…” The Layers by Stanley Kunitz I recently returned to France from a trip to the United States...

the next adventure

Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason, you sing. For no reason, you accept the way of being lost, cutting loose from all else and electing a world where you go where you want to. Arbitrary, a sound comes, a reminder that a steady center is holding all else. If you...

it’s never too late…

One ship sails East, And another West, By the self-same winds that blow, ‘Tis the set of the sails And not the gales, That tells the way we go. Like the winds of the sea Are the waves of time, As we journey along through life, ‘Tis the set of the soul,...

tout ou rien

“In our village folks say god crumbles up the old moon into stars.” Alexander Solzenitsyn The full moon in Aquarius tonight underscores that we are each distinctive stars sharing our radiance with the world. France exemplifies this in its own unique way....