My retreat Thursday led me to pick up a book of poetry and to slow down long enough to savor the imagery and wisdom of simple words. Not exactly how I anticipated spending this retreat, but it was apparently what I needed. I wanted to share with you the poem that resonated with me all day:
Invitation by Mary Oliver
Oh do you have timeto lingerfor just a little whileout of your busy
and very important dayfor the goldfinches that have gatheredin a field of thistles
for a musical battleto see who can singthe highest note,or the lowest,
or the most expressive of mirth,or the most tender?Their strong, blunt beaksdrink in the air
as they strivemelodiouslynot for your sakeand not for mine
and not for the sake of the winningbut for sheer delight and gratitude -believe us, they say,it is a serious thing
just to be aliveon this fresh morningin this broken world.I beg of you,
do not walk bywithout pausingto attend to thisrather ridiculous performance.
It could mean something.It could mean everything.It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote:You must change your life.
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