You don’t want to hear the story
of my life, and anyway
I don’t want to tell it, I want to listen

to the enormous waterfalls of the sun.

And anyway it’s the same old story – – –
a few people just trying,
one way or another,
to survive.

Mostly, I want to be kind.

~Mary Oliver

may the miracles of the day remind me to love well….

inquiry for today~ what is interesting in the eyes of the heart…….

happenstance….maybe….

I thank you, light, again,

for helping me to find

the outline of my daughter’s face.

I thank you light, for the subtle way

your merest touch gives shape

to such things I could

only learn to love

through your delicate instruction.

And I thank you, this morning

waking again,

most intimately and secretly

for your visible invisibility,

the way you make me look

at the face of the world

so that everything, becomes

an eye to everything else

and so that strangely,

I also see myself being seen.

So that I can be born again

in that sight, so that

I can have this one other way

along with every other way,

to know that I am here.

~David Whyte