This week's practice is stillness, and it begins with a Mary Oliver poem my dear friend Kareth shared recently.


TODAY by Mary Oliver


Today I’m flying low and I’m

not saying a word.

I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.


The world goes on as it must,

the bees in the garden rumbling a little,

the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.

And so forth.


But I’m taking the day off.

Quiet as a feather.

I hardly move though really I’m traveling

a terrific distance.


Stillness. One of the doors

into the temple.


Over the next 7 days, consider what one thing (or multiple things) you can let go of to make your world a quieter place?