Hello. Yes, I’m back with another Wendell Berry poem that showed up in the perfect moment. I’d almost decided that I wouldn’t share one today, but… the message arrived, right on time!
We travelers, walking to the sun, can’t see
Ahead, but looking back the very light
That blinded us shows us the way we came,
Along which blessings now appear, risen
As if from sightlessness to sight, and we,
By blessing brightly lit, keep going toward
The blessed light that yet to us is dark.
This Day: Collected and New Sabbath Poems by Wendell Berry
My wish is that this will give you a tiny sliver of hope to help you through the next several weeks. Enjoy your Sunday.
The Cozy Burrow 
Wonderful, Katie. And may you have a blessed week!
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Thank you, Jordy. I hope you have a great week, too!
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This poem is so true! Perfect for right now. Have a lovely week!
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Thanks, Gretchen. It felt perfect for sharing!
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I finally bought this book! So lovely. Hannah Coulter is one of my favourites of his.
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Yay! I hope you love this book. I’ve only read Hannah Coulter and Jayber Crow and adored both. I think Jayber is my favorite because I think he and I are soul mates!
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In these very dark days, literally and figuratively, I think we need to find all the slivers of hope we can.
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I agree, Sarah!
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Oh Katie, this is lovely. I am not usually inclined to Looking Back (I’m more of a today/tomorrow person), but I’ve been doing it a bit more lately (journal entries, blog posts, photo streams) and while those memories have put what’s happening right now in sharp (and even more unpleasant – is that really even possible?!) detail, they’ve also helped me see the beauty of relationships and experiences … and the promise of things to come.
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I think I know what you mean. It’s bittersweet when we think about our lives a year ago and compare them to today. And I know it sounds trite, given all of the loss of lives and how people’s lives have been absolutely devastated, but I’m hoping that we can all find something to take out of this darkness. I’m still thinking about Howard Thurman’s story – how his grandmother planted roses in the manure her neighbor dumped in her yard. There’s so much suffering right now — and I’m hoping we can keep moving and just get to the other side of it.
I think Biden is going to be in GA this week. There is so much hope!!
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yes, in Warm Springs! (hope springs eternal đŸ˜‰
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