Sunday, October 15, 2017

Mindful, Day 284, Reminder

After 283 days, I need a reminder to self as to why I am doing this. So here I have reread this poem by Mary Oliver several times. To look, to listen, to instruct myslef in the joy found in the daily round of events. One day at a time.

Mindful –
Every Day I see and hear something that more or less kills me with delight, that leaves me like a needle in the haystack of light. It is what I was born for – to look, to listen, to lose myself inside this soft world – to instruct myself over and over in joy, and acclamation. Nor am I talking about the exceptional, the fearful, the dreadful, the very extravagant- but of the ordinary, the common, the very drab, the daily presentations. Oh good scholar, I say to myself, how can you help but grow wise with such teachings as these- the untrimmable light of the world, the oceans shine, the prayers that are made out of grass?
Mary Oliver


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