I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you're in it all the same.

So why not get started immediately.

I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.

And to write music or poems about.

Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.

You could live a hundred years, it's happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.

~ Mary Oliver, "The Fourth Sign of the Zodiac (Part 3)," in BLUE HORSES: POEMS
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May you learn to welcome both joy and sorrow
as guests bearing gifts.

May you cherish all voices within you and know
each holds a place for your wholeness

May you never hide from wonder and
curiosity's enlivening dance within you

May you feel the love of your ancestors
watching over you and let your heart seek their
guidance

May you awaken to ever widening circles of
Truth

May you know the deep interconnection of all
beings and hold reverence for the planet that
sustains you

May you listen to the shy voice of soul that can
lead you into your deepest calling

May your ability to hold compassion keep
expanding so that love guides your way
~ Glenn Siegel, "Blessing," in HOWLING WITH GRATITUDE AND GRIEF
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As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit's deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
~ Denise Levertov, "The Avowal," in OBLIQUE PRAYERS
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Here is a summertime truth: abundance is a communal act, the joint creation of an incredibly complex ecology in which each part functions on behalf of the whole and, in return, is sustained by the whole. Community not only creates abundance — community is abundance. If we could learn that equation from the world of nature, the human world might be transformed.

Summer is the season when all the promissory notes of autumn and winter and spring come due, and each year the debts are repaid with compound interest. In summer it is hard to remember that we had ever doubted the natural process, had ever ceded death the last word, had ever lost faith in the powers of new life. Summer is a reminder that our faith is not nearly as strong as the things we profess to have faith in — a reminder that, for this single season at least, we might cease our anxious machinations and give ourselves to the abiding and abundant grace of our common life.
~ Parker Palmer from "Summer" in the welcome materials for SEASONS: A CENTER FOR RENEWAL by the Fetzer Institute
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"She's having a total breakdown,"
one put together
and very self-satisfied seed
with no cracks in it
whispered to another
about a third seed who had begun
to germinate.

"She's completely falling apart—
her life is a mess!"

They gazed superiorly
at the smooth, intact facade
of their shells
so perfectly upholding
expectations of the status quo.
Clearly, compared to that wild,
sprouting seed
disrupting the peace,
they were doing something right...right?

But now and then,
they secretly looked up
with longing at the tall-stemmed,
bravely opened flower
wondering if there might be
more to themselves.
~ Chelan Harkin, "Total Breakdown," in WILD GRACE: POEMS
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Please try to go
to hell frequently
because you will
find the light there

yes yes — please
try to kiss the ideas
that you find there
yes yes — please

try to get that
it is the center
of the universe
yes yes — please

try to help yourself
by kissing the hot hot
hot life that is born
there yes yes — please

try to yell in hell
yes yes — please
try to free yourself
by pouring yourself
into the gutter all
guttural guttural yell
yes yes yes — please
try to get that you
become the being
that you came there
to be yes yes — please
try to go to the great

great great fire that you
created because you
become the light
that the fire makes

inside of you
yes yes — please
try to kiss yourself
for going there

yes yes — please
get that you are
reborn there
yes yes — please

begin your day
~ Hannah Emerson, "Center of the Universe," in THE KISSING OF KISSING
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... within [us] is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related... When it breathes through [our] intellect, it is genius; when it breathes through [our] will, it is virtue; when it flows through [our] affection, it is love.
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson from "The Over-Soul" in ESSAYS
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To arrive where you are,
to get from where you are not,
You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
You must go by a way
which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not
You must go by the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know
is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not.
~ T. S. Eliot from "East Coker" in FOUR QUARTETS
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Even now, I am becoming
wind, something less flesh, more
movement, more current, less
here, more everywhere. Though
the moment I think I know this truth,
the knowing re-solids me,
makes me into clay that pretends it is wind.
But becoming clay again, I am destined
to crumble, disintegrate, until
I am dust and once again one
with the wind. How to trust anything
then, except this infinite becoming and
rebecoming—and whatever
it is that is alive inside it all.
That. I put my faith in that.

~ Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, "Faith," from her blog A HUNDRED FALLING VEILS
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Don't say, don't say there is no water
to solace the dryness at our hearts.
I have seen

the fountain springing out of the rock wall
and you drinking there. And I too
before your eyes

found footholds and climbed
to drink the cool water.

The woman of that place, shading her eyes,
frowned as she watched—but not because
she grudged the water,

only because she was waiting
to see we drank our fill and were
refreshed.

Don't say, don't say there is no water.
That fountain is there among its scalloped
green and gray stones,

it is still there and always there
with its quiet song and strange power
to spring in us,
up and out through the rock.
~ Denise Levertov, "The Fountain" in THE JACOB'S LADDER
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Courage changes things and courage changes us. It's how we become. I have found that there is a "right-sized" fear inside any vision for change, and in taking courageous action we develop a part of ourselves that can talk back to and hold the fear without letting it lead... The courage we need is the courage to fail and stay... The courage to exit the safety of our dying delusions... The courage to surrender... The courage to love and be loved.
~ Prentis Hemphill in WHAT IT TAKES TO HEAL: HOW TRANSFORMING OURSELVES CAN CHANGE THE WORLD
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Abandon yourself to the Beloved,
draw closer and closer to Love.
For when you dwell in peace within
Love's heart,
and know the Divine Spirit in
your own heart,
You become as nothing, yet
all things are yours.
As you radiate the healing love of
your inmost Being
into a suffering, scarred, yet
ever-sacred world,
Offer grateful praise from the Chalice
of your heart
to the One who loves through you.
~ Nan Merrill, from her interpretation of "Psalm 119" in PSALMS FOR PRAYING: AN INVITATION TO WHOLENESS
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I tried to explain how, through so many endings, this young forest is just beginning to deepen itself, just beginning to rediscover what it truly is: a natural community enriched by change and defined by scars... Over millennia, this forest has weathered storms, beyond counting, each time responding by becoming something new. This one will be no different...

I wonder how many times the world will change before we learn that the world IS change. I wonder how long we will struggle against change like a fish on a line, rail against it like children, build fortresses of sand around ourselves only to see the waves of change dissolve them again and again. I wonder how long it will take for us to learn that stability is vulnerability, that resilience is strength...

This is what it means to be resilient: to mourn a thousand endings and celebrate a thousand beginnings, to be as strong as steel and as soft as warm butter, to practice both resilience and acceptance, to cradle both life and death in our arms.
~ Ethan Tapper in HOW TO LOVE A FOREST: THE BITTERSWEET WORK OF TENDING A CHANGING WORLD
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How surely gravity's law,
strong as an ocean current,
takes hold of the smallest thing
and pulls it toward the heart of the world.

Each thing—
each stone, blossom, child—
is held in place.
Only we, in our arrogance,
push out beyond what we each belong to
for some empty freedom.

If we surrendered
to earth's intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees...
~ Rainer Maria Rilke from "Gravity's Law" in RILKE'S BOOK OF HOURS: LOVE POEMS TO GOD
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May 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 5)
It is our collective fate to live amidst the hard times we're experiencing today, with culture and nature in upheaval around the world. Yet, whatever shatters the outer patterns of our lives can also open us up to psychological and mythical levels of unusual depth and meaning. During times of crisis, certain archetypal energies and shapes... arise and assist us in navigating radical transformation. In this way, a crisis can also be a calling, a crucible of transformation, and a collective rite of passage.
~ Michael Meade from "Wisdom of the Threshold" on michaeljmeade.substack.com, March 2026
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...with thanks to James Crews

My friend James calls it the rough blessing,
the blessing that rubs, that chafes,
that scrapes. Perhaps I wanted blessings
to only feel good, to be gentle. But the word itself
comes from the practice of sprinkling blood
on an altar. Why should I be surprised when
the blood for the rite is my own? I am thinking
of how today when I was hemorrhaging fear,
my friend comforted me when I called her in tears.
I felt so loved when she listened and soothed.
Such luminous intimacy grew from my wound.
Oh, ache of being human. Oh, the blessing.

~ Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer, "Sharing Our Humanness" on her blog A HUNDRED FALLING VEILS
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The question is no longer just how to succeed in the world. It is how to remain human in a time of unraveling, and how to become, in the deepest sense, both soulful and revolutionary: ruthless in understanding the material conditions of the age, yet still capable of love, grief, reverence, and fidelity to life. That task may require discipline and strength, yes, but also the harder, slower, less glamorous work of entering the landscape of the soul.
~ Brad Hornick from "Masculinity and the Landscape of the Soul" on resilience.org
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...Today I learned that trees can't sleep
with our lights on. That they knit

a forest in the"ir language, their feelings.
This is not a metaphor.
Like seeing a face across a crowd,
we are learning all the old things,
newly shined and numbered.
I'm always looking

for a place to lie down
and cry. Green, mossed, shaded.
Or rock-quiet, empty. Somewhere

to hush and start over.
I put on my antlers in the sun.
I walk through the dark gates of the trees.

Grief waters my footsteps, leaving
a trail that glistens.
~ Anne Haven McDonnell from "She Told Me the Earth Loves Us" in ALL WE CAN SAVE: TRUTH, COURAGE AND SOLUTIONS FOR THE CLIMATE CRISIS
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May 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 5)
...there are at least two ways to understand what it means to have our hearts broken. One is to imagine the heart broken into shards and scattered about—a feeling most of us know, and a fate we would like to avoid. The other is to imagine the heart broken open into new capacity—a process that is not without pain but one that many of us would welcome. As I stand in the tragic gap between reality and possibility, this small, tight fist of a thing called my heart can break open into greater capacity to hold more of my own and the world's suffering and joy, despair and hope.
~ Parker Palmer in A HIDDEN WHOLENESS: THE JOURNEY TOWARD AN UNDIVIDED LIFE
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...The times are urgent, let us go slowly down into sanctuary. The times are urgent, let us be slowed down by the beings that exceed us. The times are urgent, let us be defeated by things that we cannot understand. The times are urgent, let us defract our ways of knowing. The times are urgent, let us be released from the traps of the things we already know.

~ Bayo Akomolafe; read more at bayoakomolafe.net
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April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
In a time of drastic change one can be too preoccupied with what is ending or too obsessed with what seems to be beginning. In either case one loses touch with the present and with its obscure but dynamic possibilities. What really matters is openness, readiness, attention, courage to face risk. You do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going. What you need is to recognize the possibilities and challenges offered by the present moment, and to embrace them with courage, faith, and hope. In such an event, courage is the authentic form taken by love.
~ Thomas Merton in CONJECTURES OF A GUILTY BYSTANDER
Thomas Merton Conjectures Of A Guilty Bystander kindness
April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)

I bow, hoping to become a person who does not settle for familiarity, but always takes on new challenges.

~ Monk Jeongmok, the 53rd prostration of the "108 Prostrations for Buddhists"
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April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
Before you know what kindness really is
you must lose things,
feel the future dissolve in a moment
like salt in a weakened broth.
What you held in your hand,
what you counted and carefully saved,
all this must go so you know
how desolate the landscape can be
between the regions of kindness...

Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore,
only kindness that ties your shoes
and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread,
only kindness that raises its head
from the crowd of the world to say
It is I you have been looking for,
and then goes with you everywhere
like a shadow or a friend.
~ Naomi Shihab Nye from "Kindness," in WORDS UNDER THE WORDS: SELECTED POEMS
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April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
Power, used well, should be empowering, contagious, and creative. It should be collaborative, enabling, and protective. It should be self-critical, curious, and brave. It should know its own limits and be prepared to risk its own reputation. This kind of power asks questions to which it does not know the answers and listens because in listening is learning, and in learning is life.
~ Padraig O'Tuama in IN THE SHELTER: FINDING A HOME IN THE WORLD
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April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
[Art] is necessary so that we can be challenged out of our siloed ways of thinking and working, and by extension our understanding of how change occurs...

We can understand art as a process of bringing something into the world that was not there before, it can be an artifact but it can also be an idea. That process, Professor Elaine Scarry calls a fragment of world alteration, and so if we can alter the world in fragments, she says, "just think what can be imagined together, what might be possible in community: a total reinvention of the world."
~ Veronica Yates from "The Function of Art," on the Rights Studio online journal
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April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor's
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it's the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world's baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I'll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I'll take it all.
~ Ada Limón, "Instructions on Not Giving Up," in THE CARRYING
Ada Limon The Carrying kindness
April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
For things to reveal themselves to us, we need to be ready to abandon our views about them.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh in BEING PEACE
Thich Nhat Hanh BEING PEACE kindness
April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)

I say...

The water rises steady below them
but never overtakes them-

When they reach the mountaintop
they collapse breathless,
laying on the rain-soaked rock.

A child tugs at his parent's shirt.
Through the exhaustion
she barely opens her eyes enough
to see a miraculous prism of light
arcing from the mountaintop
to the floodlands underneath.

That's when they see the ark
drifting below
its occupant so convinced
of his uprightness
that he lays claim
to all the promises of goodness.
The children begin to run and dance
as the mountaintop dries.

The women begin to look around,
assessing what can be used for
a celebratory feast-
a blessing that their worst isn't an end.

The daughter picks an olive branch,
gives it to the dove on her shoulder
and instructs it to fly,
offering it to the lonely man below,
inviting him to the feast.

~ Michelle Scully from "When my son asks me what happened to everyone else as Noah built his ark," on michelleescully.substack.com, January 2025
Michelle Scully kindness
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...I am telling stories, not writing prescriptions.
~ Kathleen Norris in ACEDIA & ME: A MARRIAGE, MONKS, AND A WRITER'S LIFE
Kathleen Norris ACEDIA & ME: A MARRIAGE, MONKS, AND A WRITER'S LIFE kindness
April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)

But you can't spend your whole life hoping people will ask you the right questions. You must learn to love and answer the questions they already ask.

~ Elizabeth McCracken in THE GIANT'S HOUSE
Elizabeth McCracken THE GIANT'S HOUSE kindness
April 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 4)
What do you have when you don't have a shared name for a place? You have possibility.
~ Padraig O'Tuama in IN THE SHELTER: FINDING A HOME IN THE WORLD
Padraig O'Tuama IN THE SHELTER: FINDING A HOME IN THE WORLD kindness
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Let me, O let me bathe my soul in colours; let me swallow the sunset and drink the rainbow.
~ Khalil Gibran
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
There are mountains for climbing, journeys to take, dreams that are hopeful, decisions to make. Dark days may shake us, and worries creep in. With dragons to duel and battles to win. Thunder will rumble. Lightning will flash. The wind will start blowing, and tall waves will crash. But...there are footsteps to follow and words that are wise. There's a map thact will guide us when troubles arise.
~ Smriti Prasadam-Halls in RAIN BEFORE RAINBOWS
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
Let's paint a big rainbow to put on display. When people pass by it they'll see it and say, "All rainstorms must end, and this rainstorm will, too."
~ Michelle Robinson in THE WORLD MADE A RAINBOW
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
Be someone's cardinal glimpsed between leaf-shadows,
flit of brightness so startling they have to blink
to believe their eyes. Be the reason someone looks up
from the cracked blankness of concrete and remembers
the world is so much larger than what's locked inside
head and heart. Be the red swoop from free to tree,
the thread that stitches one uncertain moment to the next.
~ James Crews, "Cardinal"
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
There is no amount of darkness that can extinguish the inner light. The important thing is not to spend our lives trying to control the environment around us. The task is to control the environment within us.
~ Joan Chittister
Joan Chittister rainbows
March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

The Sun said to the Clouds, "Remember when we used to be together all the time and make rainbows?"

The Clouds nodded. "I'm sorry for going clap bang boom! at you," said the Clouds.

"I'm sorry for going sizzle sizzle sizzle! at you," said the Sun.

"It's better being friends!" said the Sun, and the Clouds agreed. They hugged. The Sun shined brightly and the Clouds misted happy rain. Ever so slowly, rainbows reappeared near and far, turning the world colorful once again.

~ Monica Sweeney in HOW THE CRAYONS SAVED THE RAINBOW
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
Two miles into
the sky, the snow
builds a mountain
unto itself.

Some drifts can be
thirty feet high.
Picture a house.
Then bury it.

Plows come from both
ends of the road,
foot by foot, month
by month. This year

they didn't meet
in the middle
until mid-June.
Maybe I'm not

expressing this
well. Every year,
snow erases
the highest road.

We must start near
the bottom and
plow toward each
other again.
~ Camille T. Dungy, "In her mostly white town, an hour from Rocky Mountain National Park, a black poet considers centuries of protests against racialized violence"
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

I too have known loneliness.
I too have known what it is to feel
misunderstood,
rejected, and suddenly
not at all beautiful.
Oh, mother earth,
your comfort is great, your arms never withhold.
It has saved my life to know this.
Your rivers flowing, your roses opening in the morning.
Oh, motions of tenderness!

~ Mary Oliver, "Loneliness," in BLUE HORSES: POEMS
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

I've had so many rainbows in my clouds
I had a lot of clouds
So I don't ever feel
I have no help

I've had rainbows in my clouds

And the thing to do it seems to me
Is to prepare yourself
So that you can be a rainbow
In somebody else's cloud

~ Maya Angelou from "Try to be a Rainbow in Someone's Cloud," in RAINBOW IN THE CLOUD: THE WISDOM AND SPIRIT OF MAYA ANGELOU
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

What do we call visible light? We call it color. But the electromagnetic spectrum runs to zero in one direction and infinity in the other, so really, children, mathematically, all of light is invisible.

~ Anthony Doerr in ALL THE LIGHT WE CANNOT SEE
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

Your days pass like rainbows, like a flash of lightning, like a star at dawn. Your life is short. How can you quarrel?

~ Jack Kornfield in A LAMP IN THE DARKNESS: ILLUMINATING THE PATH THROUGH DIFFICULT TIMES
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)
We do not become fully human until we give ourselves to each other in love.
~ Thomas Merton in LOVE AND LIVING
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

Food is rarely in short supply for Saskatoons but mobility is rare. Movement is a gift of the pollinators, but the energy needed to support the buzzing around is scarce. So the trees and the insects create a relationship of exchange that benefits both.

~ Robin Wall Kimmerer in THE SERVICEBERRY: ABUNDANCE AND RECIPROCITY IN THE NATURAL WORLD
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March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

One little bee peeks out to see
A world of grey and snow.
She's looking for bright colors.
And she needs you to help them grow.

~ Christie Matheson in THE HIDDEN RAINBOW: A SPRINGTIME BOOK FOR KIDS
Christie Matheson THE HIDDEN RAINBOW: A SPRINGTIME BOOK FOR KIDS rainbows
March 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 3)

To give happiness to others is a great happiness, too.

~ Marcus Pfister in THE RAINBOW FISH
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February 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 2)

All winter
the blue heron
slept among the horses.
I do not know
the custom of herons,
do not know
if the solitary habit
is their way,
or if he listened for
some missing one-
not knowing even
that was what he did-
in the blowing
sounds in the dark.
I know that
hope is the hardest
love we carry.
He slept
with his long neck
folded, like a letter
put away.

~ Jane Hirshfield, "Hope and Love," in THE LIVES OF THE HEART
Jane Hirshfield The Lives Of The Heart hope
February 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 2)
Grandfather says this: in life there is sadness as well as joy, losing as well as winning, falling as well as standing. I do not say this to make you despair, but to teach you that life is a journey sometimes walked in light and sometimes walked in shadow.
~ Joseph Marshall III in KEEP GOING
Joseph Marshall III Keep Going hope
February 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 2)

Clearly hopelessness has at least as much to do with what we bring to life as it does with what life brings to us... The challenge of hopelessness is the challenge to re-enter the human race, to take our part in it knowing that it is as much our responsibility to shape life as it is for life to shape us...Hopelessness calls us beyond quitting what we cannot quit, to learn how to do what we have been born to do. Even if this means doing one thing while waiting to do another.

~ Joan Chittister in SCARRED BY STRUGGLE, TRANSFORMED BY HOPE
Joan Chittister Scarred By Struggle, Transformed By Hope hope
February 2026 (Vol. XXXIX, No. 2)
Go slowly
Consent to it
But don't wallow in it
Know it as a place of germination
And growth
Remember the light
Take an outstretched hand if you find one
Exercise unused senses
Find the path by walking it
Practice trust
Watch for dawn.
~ Marilyn Chandler McEntyre, "What to do in the Darkness," in MIDWINTER LIGHT
Marilyn Chandler McEntyre MIDWINTER LIGHT hope