Posts Tagged: poetry

no really, what if?

‎What if our religion was each other
If our practice was our life
If prayer our words
What if the temple was the Earth
If forests were our church
If holy water – the rivers, lakes and ocean
What if meditation was our relationships
If the teacher was life
If wisdom was self-knowledge
If love was the centre of our being
~Ganga White

That, my friends, is the most beautiful thing I read all day, and thing number 26 of 101.

Are you finding it?

twelfth day: noting beautiful moments in a week

  • Getting some really good news
  • Having a big long dinner and conversation with a great friend who also happens to be my daughter
  • Getting a really good haircut and having good hair days every day henceforth
  • An unexpected early morning conversation with someone who makes me feel beautiful in his marvellous and inimitably irreverent way
  • Days and days of sunshine in the lengthening days of late winter
  • Stumbling upon a whole bunch of reasons to read poetry again
  • Andy’s latest mandalas. His gift for colour is divine – I hope he never stops sharing it:


(If you’re in the Portsmouth area, you can meet Andy and his work in May.)