The eyes of children Looking glass into our soul Clean of age’s stain
The eyes of children Looking glass into our soul Clean of age’s stain
“What is done to the children is done to society”-The Buddha 10“See that you do not look down on one of these little ones. For I tell you that their angels in heaven always see the face of my Father…
In the spring of life- The peal of bells brings delight. Lotus floats away, Borne on the winds of sorrow. Lost, the sands that pass unseen.
In exploring new and old poetic expressions, I came across a Tanka. Similar to the Haiku or earlier Hokku, it used a defined set of syllables (5-7-5-7-7) along with a overarching thematic. In the case of the Tanka, it was…
In a few days, a visitor to the Retreat will be returning from a Retreat of her own, a place she goes to help others in service and to center herself. While she has been missed the last few weeks,…
I am sitting in a desert auditorium, watching as young adults walk through the last ceremony of their current scholarly pursuit. Is this a journey’s end for them or simply another hill to observe the future? What of those who look back…
Feeling in a slightly childish mood, this retreat is in Germany. Many of us had tree houses when we were young and still look upon them as a retreat from the world. Sitting in the middle of a forest, this…
Thunder crashes loud Lightening in the sky rides free The cries of a child
A regular at the retreat will be leaving in the next few days for an overseas job. Because he cannot take them, his wife and children will be staying in the local area. I and another with a green thumb…