Rippling authenticity

Morning gems from my daily Mark Nepo reading in The Book of Awakening: [Carl Jung] suggests that being who we are always releases an extraordinary power that, without intent or design, affects the people who come in contact with such realness. In this way, by being...

Poetry, please

This makes me breathless. From Mary Oliver’s Pulitzer Prize-winning and National Book Award-winning The Leaf and the Cloud, a Poem: 7. If you are in the garden, I will dress myself in leaves. If you are in the sea I will slide into that smooth blue nest, I will...

Writing matters

It is juicy synchronicity that last week I was thinking about poetry and how I haven’t indulged in reading any in a while and what popped into my head specifically was poet Mary Oliver. She is one of those writers I keep meaning to get to. So I Google-d her in...

Poetry in motion

The Journey by Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice– though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. “Mend my life!” each...

Oh, that Universe

Sometimes I think Mike Dooley, a.k.a. The Universe, is in my head. Today’s delivery to my mailbox: Nancy, sometimes that which you don’t understand is drawn to you so that you will understand it. But never because you needed the lesson, and not because all...