So many things to catch up on but today’s story couldn’t wait for to find just the right time to write. I have had quite a few Pie-ventures in the past few months and I look forward to updating my Pie Stops with coast to coast pies in Martha’s Vineyard, Washington, D.C., Miami and Seattle!
But today is about poetry.
A view of the Strait of Juan de Fuca with Victoria, BC and the San Juan Islands in the distance. And gorgeous grounds and gardens.
There are only five rooms here- As it happens, one couple was married many years ago at the Church of the Messiah in Westerville, Ohio where I now live. Go figure. His sister is also the current mayor of Westerville. It’s amazing to me when these small world connections happen.
But it is the couple from near San Francisco, California who touched my heart over breakfast. They are here to attend a Harmony Hill retreat
nearby for cancer survivors. She is learning so that she can be a cancer survivor. You might know I felt like my cousin Susan Zanner was right there at the table with me! At this retreat to inspire survivors and wellness, they started each day with a poem. Of course we shared poetry right there at the breakfast table and this one by the Irish poet John O’Donohue really started our day together well. I know Susan would have approved! That we all may attend to living the life we love!
With love, poetryandpie,and gratitude ~
A Morning Offering
I bless the night that nourished my heart
To set the ghosts of longing free
Into the flow and figure of dream
That went to harvest from the dark
Bread for the hunger no one sees.
All that is eternal in me
Welcomes the wonder of this day,
The field of brightness it creates
Offering time for each thing
To arise and illuminate.
I place on the altar of dawn:
The quiet loyalty of breath,
The tent of thought where I shelter,
Waves of desire I am shore to
And all beauty drawn to the eye.
May my mind come alive today
To the invisible geography
That invites me to new frontiers,
To break the dead shell of yesterdays,
To risk being disturbed and changed.
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.
– John O’Donohue