Stranded on the Mainland: Inner Pilgrimage and Living Alone as a Spiritual Path:

I am taking a break from my blog to spend some time with my journal in these days leading up to, into, and through Advent.   What a gift to have found this interview below with Katherine May, author of the book, "Wintering," just as I'm preparing to take a break.      https://www.youtube.com/watch? v=V9DXru9sgA I plan to start blogging again before Christmas. Or early in the new year.   Image credit nytimes.com

Today is the celebration of All Souls' Day.  "All Souls' Day, also known as the Commemoration of All the Faithful Departed and the Day of the Dead, is a day of prayer and remembrance for the souls of those who have died, which is observed by Roman Catholics and other Christian denominations annually on November 2."  (Wikipedia).  This post is dedicated to those I love who have passed away, and to those battling illness who are hopefully a long way away from departing just yet. As I post this blog the sun is just about to rise. No.  We do not lose hope. Amen Cb Image credit istockphoto.com 

I thought my blog for today was going to be about COP 26 and the climate conference in Scotland. But last night I had a dream that changed my mind. The dream was about a bar in my old Windsor neighbourhood and another bar at the "end of the world" (Key West).  Both bars make me think of the poet Hafiz. Hafiz writes about  bars / taverns being places where pilgrims meet, rest, share stories about their search for Love and God, and the desire for healing, forgiveness, and reconciliation Why am I thinking of Greta Thunberg and the Crash Landing in the Florida Keys. A poem to explain: KWF  Poem "A coral rock that stands alone Offering, promising Soothing, healing Whispering this could be Home. There is ink for the inspired Respite for the tired And warmth for a heart grown cold. Question the mystery, answer the sea Let the dream in yourself Drive all else-- reach the Western Key. Sparkling green and swelling sea Feed word after precious word to me. Splashes of wisdom roll on...