In the dimming light of the evening, draw together by the flame of an oil lamp, we gathered in a circle and read Mary Oliver’s poetry, in a contemplative way, pausing after each reading, allowing time for the words to settle into our souls.
We found her poetry to be beautiful, shocking, challenging, descriptive of the journey of the soul, and the images of nature to be stunning.
We all left a bit calmer, a bit more tuned into the beauty of our world, and a bit more engaged in the spiritual journey of our souls and community.