This poem by Linda Hogan pays homage to the peacefulness of of simply being.
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Luisah Teish will speak at The Natural Way about learning to love the Earth, our Mother, and will share her personal stories of growing up in the South and her relationship to the land. She will recount and examine cultural myths that have mis-educated us into alienation from Our Mother Earth.
The first thing you want is to know that you belong here, that you are a part of this planet, just like the earth and the water, the sun and the wind, and the trees.
The decision to write this book is born out of 20-30 years of experience.
The healing power of stories is a strong antidote to today’s electronic screen world. Storytelling is an engaging, meaningful way of sharing our thoughts and feelings.
Reconnect with your wild essence as you awaken your innate bond with the natural world.
The author writes that what she does on behalf of healing any individual or being must also be healing, even if not directly extended, for the world itself.
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Translating the beauty and splendor of his native Conamara into a language exquisitely attuned to the wonder of the everyday, John O’Donohue takes us on a moving journey through real and imagined worlds.
First published in 1971, The Country of Marriage is Wendell Berry’s fifth volume of poetry. What he calls “an expansive metaphor” is “a farmer’s relationship to his land as the basic and central relation of humanity to creation.
Here, Wendell Berry revisits for the first time his immensely popular Collected Poems, which The New York Times Book Review described as “a straightforward search for a life connected to the soil, for marriage as a sacrament, and family life” and “[returns] American poetry to a Wordsworthian...
More than thirty-five years ago, Wendell Berry began spending his sabbaths outdoors, when the weather allowed, walking and wandering around familiar territory, seeking a deep intimacy only time could provide. These walks sometimes yielded poems.