The glory of May in Vermont! We made it through what was one of the coldest, hardest winters I recall. In fact, my husband tells me it snowed yet again in Vermont this morning. I myself am writing from sunny southern California where I have been attending to (rescuing really) my elderly, disabled aunt and uncle who experienced a crisis due to an unscrupulous caregiver. I am so grateful for the prayers and support from all of You. Miracles abound and my aunt and uncle are becoming stable and safe. Thanks! I look forward to my return soon to my home in Vermont and to Spring! Yes, the glory of it – wild onions, hepatica, wild ginger, spring beauties, wood thrush calling, barred owls, and so much more. This month in our worship services, we’ll explore the themes of Home, The Divine Mother and the lessons from the life of the Buddha. Here is a poem by Mary Oliver for us to savor until we meet again. Merry Spring!
I have decided to find myself a home
in the mountains, somewhere high up
where one learns to live peacefully in
the cold and the silence. It’s said that
in such a place certain revelations may
be discovered. That what the spirit
reaches for may be eventually felt, if not
exactly understood. Slowly, no doubt. I’m
not talking about a vacation.
Of course at the same time I mean to
stay exactly where I am.
Are you following me?
See You at Church,