I was not born for these times.

It’s all too sharp, too loud,

Too fast for me.

I was made for an age of dirt roads,

Soft light, quiet skies,

And where kindness has the patience of trees.

~John Roedel

care of the world is what I know….

inquiry for today~ taking a moment to breathe….

old ways of being….

When I walk out into the woods,

I take no thoughts with me.

That’s not easy, but you can learn to do it.

An empty mind is hungry,

so you look at everything longer,

and closer. Don’t hum!

When you listen with empty ears,

you hear more.

And this is the core of the secret,

attention is the beginning of devotion.

~Mary Oliver