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?