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Kathy Donchak

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Choosing What to Listen To and What to See

The stone path that leads to a corner of our property, the wind chimes, and native plants were all present when we arrived, but they needed to be restored through attention and care to come fully into form. I noticed movement in the grass, an insect hovering nearby, and birds heard but not...
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5 days ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: Life is Change

To be constructive means to me precisely to be guided by the pattern of our consciousness and to create our images according to the structure of our consciousness itself, for only in this way shall we be able to fulfill the task of keeping the state of mind of the human being, including our own,...
18 days ago • 1 min read

Finding Home

Our boys were born on the first day of spring. Our animals, two dogs and a cat were born on Easter Sunday in different years. Our family enlarges in springtime, our individual spirits do too. I have been arranging new pathways on our property, digging up the abundant flat limestone rocks and...
26 days ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: Visit the Self

I am this one Walking beside me whom I do not see, Whom at times I manage to visit, And whom at other times I forget; The one who remains silent when I talk, The one who forgives, sweet, when I hate, The one who takes a walk when I am not, The one who will remain standing when I die. Juan Ramón...
about 1 month ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: What do you do for living?

A conversation with a dear friend revealed the question, “What do you do for living?”. We spend so much of our adult lives defining ourselves by the way we exist in the material world that we can easily mistake survival for living. So, I ask you, dear friends, what do you do for living? What is...
about 1 month ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: Life lessons

As deep as I ever went into the forest I came upon an old stone bench, very, very old, and around it a clearing, and beyond that trees taller and older than I had ever seen. Such silence! It really wasn’t so far from a town, but it seemed all the clocks in the world had stopped counting. So it...
about 2 months ago • 1 min read

Beauty & Destruction

Our beautiful quiet neighborhood of Texas live oaks, was serene during the ice storm of the past week until we began to hear the sounds of cracking wood. The several hundred year-old-trees had seen many storms, but this one was just too much for many to bare. We kept a worried vigil for the...
about 2 months ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: The Practice of Soul Expression

P In poetry the rhythm of the poet’s soul is expressed. There are moments in the life of every human being when the soul feels itself rhythmic. At such moments children, who are the beyond conventionalities of life, begin to dance, to speak in words that rhyme, or to repeat phrases that resemble...
2 months ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: Listen

Listening is the path to intimacy. The practice of intimate listening reveals the interrelationship between all aspects of perception, thought, feeling, sensation, intuition, and spirit…Listening is a way to go beyond the rational, chattering, divisive mind and feel the language of connectedness...
3 months ago • 1 min read

Sunday Letter: Solstice

There's a certain Slant of light,Winter Afternoons –That oppresses, like the HeftOf Cathedral Tunes –​Heavenly Hurt, it gives us –We can find no scar,But internal difference –Where the Meanings, are –​None may teach it – Any –'Tis the seal Despair –An imperial afflictionSent us of the Air –​When...
3 months ago • 2 min read
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