A little poem by Mary Oliver


I really love this poem, and it definitely inspires stillness.


by Mary Oliver


Today I’m flying low and I’m

not saying a word.

I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.


The world goes on as it must,

the bees in the garden rumbling a little,

the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.

And so forth.


But I’m taking the day off.

Quiet as a feather.

I hardly move though really I’m traveling

a terrific distance.


Stillness. One of the doors

into the temple.


Oliver, Mary. “Today.” A Thousand Mornings. New York: The Penguin Press, 2012. p.23. Print.

Seven Little Prayers: Sunday–A Much-Needed Peace Prayer

Today’s final prayer in the Let Peace Fill My Heart booklet by Benetvision happens to be the Universal Peace Prayer.  How very fitting, given yesterday’s tragedy in Tucson, Arizona in which six people were killed and 12 injured, including Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords.

I would like to remember with this prayer the victims of the tragedy as well as the souls of those who died, and in particular, Christina-Taylor Green.

The parentheses of nine-year-old Christina-Taylor’s life were two violent events with political underpinnings.  She was born the day of the September 11, 2001 attacks by Muslim extremists, and she died at a local political event at the hands of an assassin.  May she stand as a symbol of the desperate need for peace in this world so that we can see all of our children grow up and flourish in a world that treats them gently.

The Universal Peace Prayer

Christina-Taylor Green 2001-2011

Lead me from death to life, from falsehood to truth.

Lead me from despair to hope, from fear to trust.

Lead me from hate to love, from war to peace.

Let peace fill my heart, my world, my universe.

Seven Little Prayers: Friday–St. Francis’s Prayer for Peace

And now for my favorite, with a little inspiration from Susan Boyle:


Lord, make me an instrument of your peace.
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon.
Where there is doubt, faith.
Where there is despair, hope.
Where there is darkness, light.
Where there is sadness, joy.


O Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled, as to console;
to be understood, as to understand;
to be loved, as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive.
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to Eternal Life.

Seven Little Prayers: Thursday–St. Teresa of Avila

Thursday’s prayer from Benetvision:

Let nothing disturb you.

Let nothing frighten you.


All things are changing

God alone is changeless

Patience attains the good.


One who has God lacks nothing.

God alone fills all our needs.

Seven Little Prayers: Tuesday–A Buddhist Meditation

Again, with thanks to Benetvision for this week’s worth of little prayers, which are found in their booklet Let Peace Fill My Heart.  Today’s is a Buddhist meditation:

I am Peace
surrounded by Peace
secure in Peace

Peace protecs me
Peace support me
Peace is in me
Peace is mine–
All is well

Peace to all beings
Peace among all beings
Peace from all beings
I am steeped in Peace
Absorbed in Peace
In the streets, at our work,
having peaceful thoughts.

Peaceful words, peaceful acts.


Seven Little Prayers: Monday–Mary Stewart

Cleaning out my wallet I found a little tiny brochure I had picked up from somewhere–don’t recall where.   It was published by Benetvision, which I just googled and learned that it is the website of Sister Joan Chittister.   I like these little prayers of different traditions, so I thought I would share them here, one at a time.

Here’s Monday’s prayer, written by Mary Stewart:

Keep us, O God,
from all pettiness.
Let us be large in thought,
in word, in deed.
Let us be done
with fault-finding
and leave off all self-seeking.
May we put away all pretense
and meet each other face to face,
without self-pity
and without prejudice.

Grant that we may realize that
it is the little things of life that
create differences, that in the
big things of life we are as one.

And, O God,
let us not forget to be kind.