Mary Oliver, the poet who died last year at the age of 83, often inspires me to live life fully and say yes more often than no. The following quote gave me so much joy. “When it’s over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms. When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder if I have made of my life something particular, and real. I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened, or full of argument. I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.”
Choosing to live our lives well can be very difficult during these times but perhaps we can decide to live from a place of gratitude. It is from this place that so many positive emotions grow such as joy, happiness, contentment and acceptance.
I believe if Mary Oliver were alive today, she would continue to write beautiful poems about our precious earth and this one crazy life we have to live. Many do not have the opportunity or ability to live a full life with all the restrictions in place to protect one another. What if the silver lining was to recognize we have the most incredible world to live in and we learn to become more mindful of the sufferings of others?
It is the season of giving. How can we be of service to those in need? I am at a loss of the fear paralyzing so many people to live a full life. When I go to church, I am comforted by the sermons from our wonderful priests at SFDS. Thank you, Father Jim and Father Bill. You are truly saints who inspired us to keep going. Stay on the path. The obstacle is the course. I pray they don’t close our house of worship that gives so much comfort to the parishioners.
Life for us all is on hold temporarily, and yet, we have so much to be thankful for. Trust and have faith this too shall pass, and we will work together to heal as a country and world. We will rise up stronger and better. We will choose to live in a world with love, compassion and empathy. Pray for peace and healing.
The Messenger by Mary Oliver
“My work is loving the world,
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird – equal seekers of sweetness,
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect?
Let me keep my mind on what matters, which is my work,
Which is mostly standing still and learning to be astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium. The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all ingredients are here,
Which is GRATITUDE, to be given a mind and a heart and these body-clothes, a mouth with which to give shouts of joy to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam, telling them all, over and over, how it is that we live forever.”
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