Hi, I’m Carie. I write daily posts about navigating these times.
Whistling Swans by Mary Oliver
Rumi said, There is no proof of the soul.
But isn’t the return of spring and how it
up in our hearts a pretty good hint?
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More Mary Oliver
I was taught to pray as a kid. Then I got older. And I spent many, many years never uttering a prayer. I pray again, now. But it’s different.
This Mary Oliver poem — this line: May I never not be risqué.
Yes, please. ❤️☀️
Joy is not meant to be a crumb
Notice what’s good, too. If you can’t find anything good, focus on something neutral.
Enjoy this poem by Mary Oliver. It’s a favorite.