Saturday, October 18, 2008

When I Am Among the Trees

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks, the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness .
I would almost say they save me, daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, "It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”

From Thirst, poems by Mary Oliver

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

The Last Addiction

As one book reviewer said of this book "We're all addicts and we all have hope." This is hands down the best book I have ever read on addiction. What is the last addiction that we all have? You'll have to read this book to find out!