Love this message but, even more, I love the humor with that touch of irreverence.
Hope the rain stops soon. We have dry weather, NO snow. Not a flake. And I spent mucho dolares on new cross country skis after 28 yrs! And—at 76, I won’t be wearing these out🥴
I really appreciate your support for my sense of humor. There's always a low level of anxiety about the possibility of offense (especially regarding religion).
I’m not religious, not even “spiritual. Call myself a poetic naturalist (got this from a naturalist). The adjective acknowledges the mystery, the wonder, of the natural world.
Many years ago I wrote a piece about one of the priests at Shadowbrook (pre-Kripalu) in a bathing suit. It's everywhere you look. It just takes a variety of joyful forms.
We had a reprieve today. Looks like one more week of rain. Thinking of you.
How people, all kinds of people, reckon with the rain, the human condition, the living and the dying.
And how you write about this Susie, and make me smile in appreciation, many times. Delicious. Prayers for sunshine.....
It's like eating a good meal, isn't it? A little sweet, a little salty, prompting smiles and deep sighing across the rainy miles.
Love this message but, even more, I love the humor with that touch of irreverence.
Hope the rain stops soon. We have dry weather, NO snow. Not a flake. And I spent mucho dolares on new cross country skis after 28 yrs! And—at 76, I won’t be wearing these out🥴
I really appreciate your support for my sense of humor. There's always a low level of anxiety about the possibility of offense (especially regarding religion).
I’m not religious, not even “spiritual. Call myself a poetic naturalist (got this from a naturalist). The adjective acknowledges the mystery, the wonder, of the natural world.
These words really trip us up. In my experience, spirituality has to do with meaning making and connection. What could be bad?
The monk in the shades. The pill, the cake. Eek, to say the least. But I love the wide ranging spirituality you explore.
Many years ago I wrote a piece about one of the priests at Shadowbrook (pre-Kripalu) in a bathing suit. It's everywhere you look. It just takes a variety of joyful forms.