As we lean into autumn and leaves
let go,
let go,
let go,
may these words from Macrina Wiederkehr stir in you.

“And then,
the sacrament of waiting began.
The sunrise and sunset watched with tenderness.
Clothing her with silhouettes
they kept her hope alive.” – from her poem, The Sacrament of Waiting

tree barePerhaps today when you pass a tree with leaves let go,
you can pause a moment to scan body, mind and spirit
letting go
letting go
letting go.

And then, wait.

Wait
Wait
“for a new kind of beauty.”

 

Macrina’s Website

 

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