Let the unseen days be. Today is more than enough. — J.R.R. Tolkien 
autumn comes to mud lake
“Let the unseen days be.  Today is more than enough.”  -J.R.R. Tolkien 
 

autumn comes to mud lake

“Let the unseen days be.  Today is more than enough.”  -J.R.R. Tolkien 

 

You can’t be suspicious of a tree,
or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion
or challenge the ideology of a violet.
—  Hal Borland, Sundial of the Seasons, 1964

violet and seed pods

“You can’t be suspicious of a tree, or accuse a bird or a squirrel of subversion or challenge the ideology of a violet.”  Hal Borland

When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food, and the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies with yourself. — Tecumseh Shawnee Chief
October morning light on oak leaves
"When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food, and the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies with yourself."  - Tecumseh Shawnee Chief
 

October morning light on oak leaves

"When you arise in the morning, give thanks for the morning light, for your life and strength. Give thanks for your food, and the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies with yourself."  - Tecumseh Shawnee Chief

 

Beannacht / Blessing

On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green,
and azure blue
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.

When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow wind work these words
of love around you, an invisible cloak
to mind your life.

— John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom
'the way home'
"When the canvas frays in the currach of thought and a stain of ocean blackens beneath you, may there come across the waters a path of yellow moonlight to bring you safely home. May the nourishment of the earth be yours, may the clarity of light be yours, may the fluency of the ocean be yours, may the protection of the ancestors be yours. And so may a slow wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life.”   -excerpt from ‘Beannacht’ by John O’Donohue 

'the way home'

"When the canvas frays in the currach of thought and a stain of ocean blackens beneath you, may there come across the waters a path of yellow moonlight to bring you safely home. May the nourishment of the earth be yours, may the clarity of light be yours, may the fluency of the ocean be yours, may the protection of the ancestors be yours. And so may a slow wind work these words of love around you, an invisible cloak to mind your life.”   -excerpt from ‘Beannacht’ by John O’Donohue 

The morning wind spreads its fresh smell.
We must get up and take that in,
that wind that lets us live.
Breathe, before it’s gone.
— Rumi
autumn aster blossom
"The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live.  Breathe, before it’s gone."  -Rumi

autumn aster blossom

"The morning wind spreads its fresh smell. We must get up and take that in, that wind that lets us live.  Breathe, before it’s gone."  -Rumi