Poem of One World, from Mary Oliver’s book, A Thousand Mornings, reminds me that while on the precipice of uncertainty, there is an invitation, a choice. To leap or not to leap; to float or to fly; to stay or run the other direction. The beautiful white heron naturally unfurls her wings in flight. Someday, I too shall do the same.
Poem of One World
This morning
the beautiful white heron
was floating along above the water
and then into the sky of this
the one world
we all belong to
where everything
sooner or later
is a part of everything else
which thought made me feel
for a little while
quite beautiful myself.
– Mary Oliver
Alena Grace 
This is beautiful! I’m not sure I can quite articulate my own reaction, or at least not in a way that fully captures the depth of my experience. However, I find myself drawn into your selections, your eloquent reflections, and your poetry. It’s as if your wonderful way with words is now not only a tool for helping others find peace, but also a pathway for sharing what is within you. You are a gift. Thank you!
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Hi Julie – Thank you for your heart warming comment. It’s the very first! Your positive feedback is further inspiration for me. You and your family are gifts in my life too. Love you!
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