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“God is in the look of your eyes,In the thought of looking,nearer to you than your self,or things that have happened to you.There’s no need to go outside.Be melting snow.Wash yourself of yourself.A white flower grows in the quietness.Let your tongue become that flower.” Rumi

World Soil Day Gardening is not a rational act. What matters is the immersion of the hands in the earth, that ancient ceremony of which the Pope kissing the tarmac is merely a pallid vestigial remnant… at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.” Margaret Atwood

“Only by dying to ourselves do we encounter our true identity, because our true identity is not in our ego but in the All. We are centred in God as are all other things and beings..Our ego is a solitary place, and he who rejects suffering and defies death and refuses to give himself, butContinue reading “Thought for the day, Wednesday 4th December”

“We think that the past is gone and the future is not yet here. But if we look deeply, we see that reality is more than that. The past exists in the guise of the present because the present is made from the past. If we establish ourselves firmly in the present, touching the presentContinue reading “Thought for the day, Tuesday 3rd December”

“I’m discovering that a spiritual journey is a lot like a poem. You don’t merely recite a poem or analyze it intellectually. You dance it, sing it, cry it, feel it on your skin and in your bones. You move with it and feel its caress. It falls on you like a teardrop or wrapsContinue reading “Thought for the day, Monday 2nd December”

“Compassion, then, before anything else, is the work of feeling with the other. And it is work – ask any therapist – emotional work, psychic work, spiritual work; we might call it heart work, womb work, gut work. It is work which demands the focusing of attention on the other and thus requires a radicalContinue reading “Thought for the day, Sunday 1st December”

St Andrew’s Day “Here lies our land: every airtBeneath swift clouds, glad glints of sun,Belonging to none but itself.We are mere transients, who singIts westlin’ winds and fernie braes,Northern lights and siller tides,Small folk playing our part.‘Come all ye’, the country says,You win me, who take me most to heart.” Kathleen Jamie

International Day of Solidarity with the Palestinian People “My sister, our land has a throbbing heart,it doesn’t cease to beat, and it enduresthe unendurable. It keeps the secretsof hills and wombs. This land sproutingwith spikes and palms is also the landthat gives birth to a freedom-fighter.This land, my sister, is a woman.” Fadwa Tuqan, poetContinue reading “Thought for the day, Friday 29th November”

Thanksgiving Day, USA “Life is a thing of many stages and moving parts. What we do with ease at one time of life we can hardly manage at another. What we could not fathom doing when we were young, we find great joy in when we are old. Like the seasons through which we move,Continue reading “Thought for the day, Thursday 28th November”

“Once every people in the world believed that trees were divine … and that deer, and ravens and foxes, and wolves and bears, and clouds and pools, almost all things under the sun and moon, and the sun and moon, were not less divine … “ William Butler Yeats