Recently Mary Oliver’s poem, “In the Storm,” landed in my inbox.  In the poem, Oliver took a remarkable scene from nature — acts of kindness between birds in a storm — and used her keen observational powers and poetic magic...

Capulet: But, soft! What day is this? Paris: Monday, my lord.* *Yes, taken out of context… but hard to resist. I hope you’ll forgive me. Today is Shakespeare’s birthday. Or at least it’s celebrated as such.  So for the last hours...

This morning I was running late and so was rushing to get a poem posted for #Mindfulness Mondays. (And yes, I do see the irony in that.)  I opened my copy of Poetry of Presence and turned to this week’s...

When I think of a mindfulness practice or setting, I picture finding a quiet space to escape from the world and take some time to slow down and regroup. So I was surprised how the opening lines from Rumi’s “A...

I can think of no better poem for launching Mindfulness Mondays than “On How to Pick and Eat Poems” by Phyllis Cole-Dai. It serves as a preface poem to the collection in Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems...

I don’t know about you, but when it comes to Book Clubs, I have a fear of commitment! I love books; I even love talking about them.  However, I’m not much of a joiner, and frankly, I feel overwhelmed by...