What hearkens to us in these disillusioned days following a bitterly divided election, when the aches and hollow places left by familial relationships and friendships torn asunder leave us desolate and perplexed? Is there a balm in Gilead for what ails us? A voyage into the imaginal realm, where mythic storytelling, music, art, dance and…
DetailsInspirited with gratitude during this beautiful month of November, poised in the season of harvest, deeply breathing the crisp air that animates our anticipation of the holiday season, we long for grounding. Grounding energy invites us to hold our center amid these tumultuous times and difficult decisions swirling about how and with whom we will…
DetailsThere are still many people who haven’t yet recovered from Aug. 10th’s derecho. It was the first storm of its kind for many in Iowa and has been designated as the nation’s most destructive natural disaster in 2020. We’ve endured many storms, and not all of them physical. The poem “Onto a Vast Plain” by…
DetailsIn March, Prairiewoods staff wrote a response plan that envisioned the need to respond to varying stages of how the coronavirus pandemic might manifest locally. We have done our best to be responsive and responsible in decision-making about how available Prairiewoods is to guests and visitors—and to safeguard the health of all our staff. While…
DetailsAs I sit in my basement listening (or trying not to listen) to the sounds of hammering as the roof of my home is being replaced post-derecho, I think to myself, I’m so glad I talked to Sister Nancy today. How many times have I had that thought over the years? How many times have…
DetailsHave you ever been awed by the balletic panorama of starlings flying in vast, undulating, geometric patterns across the sky (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KnndQgIUraQ)? These astounding acrobatic formations are called “murmurations,” when hundreds or even thousands of starlings create dynamic, swooping, intricately coordinated patterns, formed over the flocks’ communal roosting site. Among other purposes, their unchoreographed ballet serves as mutual…
Details“Before enlightenment, chop wood and carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood and carry water.” —Zen Proverb In any kind of spiritual practice, whether that be prayer, routine meditation or silent retreat, we might glean sudden wisdom or understanding for something that previously had us feeling stuck. No matter how profound the discovery, life will give…
DetailsI know we’re weary. I know we’re worried. I know we’re impatiently waiting for an answer we’d hoped would come quickly and decisively. This whole year has been about waiting and worrying and being oh-so-weary in the face of an unprecedented global pandemic. For those of us in the Cedar Rapids area, the last three…
Details“Active Hope is waking up to the beauty of life on whose behalf we can act. We belong to this world. The web of life is calling us forth at this time. We’ve come a long way and are here to play our part. With Active Hope we realize that there are adventures in store,…
DetailsWhat is it about taking a deep breath that settles everything? A deep, full-belly breath is like touching a reset button somewhere inside. When I do this, I instantly feel calmer and more relaxed. I remember my psychology professor sister telling me once that taking deep diaphragmatic breaths stimulates the vagus nerve. My artistic self…
DetailsThe Killdeer is a bird that lays its nest on the ground, a couple of brown-spotted gray eggs in a raised hole of roots and stems, in the middle of a field. When you approach, they act wounded in an attempt to draw your attention away from what they are really concerned about. For thousands…
DetailsThis weekend we “control time” as we set our clocks back one hour to facilitate more efficient energy use. Nature ever so gently invites us to consider the unitive energy between darkness and light. Between the full moon and the vibrant, red dawn, sacred, liminal space exists. So, too, our nation has been marking time…
DetailsOn Sunday, we came together with six other area organizations to host the first of three seasonal Treasuring Our Trees events. Nearly 100 individuals and families joined us via Zoom to honor our beloved trees and our deeply felt connection to them. It was a time of song and poetry, of ritual for mourning and…
DetailsWe all need the opportunity to get distance and perspective. Unfortunately, this can be especially difficult in the midst of a pandemic. Last week, I was lucky enough to get away to the North Shore of Lake Superior, to a cottage where I could be safely distanced from others while also having a much-needed change…
DetailsAs we approach Oct. 31–Nov. 2, the days of Halloween or All Hallows Eve, Day of the Dead, All Saints Day, All Souls Day and Celtic Samhain, I am thinking of my ancestors. I feel a deep curiosity, a sense of wonderment and gratitude. When I ponder the mystery of my ancestors, as I often…
DetailsThe topic for the day was “faith journey.” I wrote this poem some time ago for a gathering of the Women in Interfaith Dialogue, a group that has been meeting for many years at Prairiewoods (now virtually). I share it here in honor of the Interfaith Women, hoping that we are finding nourishment for body,…
DetailsI walked that early morning path of stillness and embraced that felt comfort of expansive solitude, the moist air, and wind-inspired whispering trees. Looking left and right, what should I see, but two shadows there beside me. Walking in lock step. How could this be, how could this be? It just isn’t natural. It just…
DetailsTwo drops of spring sap, pinched out along high branch, hang side by side, catch March sun. With fiercely sparkling crystal tears the elderly maple, weeps. Each drop falls reluctantly, from limbs above, felled one by one, inch by inch. Mutual Wake ache reveals our ingrained bond. —Mary Martin Lane, friend of Prairiewoods (photo by Jenifer…
Details“You are going through all this emotional upheaval because your coziness has been, in some small or large way, addressed.” —Pema Chodron When things come together, life feels great. When things fall apart and we feel groundless, what then? Does anything come together that doesn’t, at some point, fall apart? The more sudden or surprising…
DetailsI have walked the labyrinth at Prairiewoods many times. Each time, the experience offered something new, maybe unexpected, an insight. On one summer morning, several years ago, a butterfly became part of the journey. I have no photographs of that specific day, but the wonderful memory remains. LABYRINTH The border stones still cool from…
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