Learning to swim The softest bell was calling in the distance Time again for the one pilgrimage Friends had made the safe place ready Fixing food and binding my hurts Now you lead me to this wide gold green …
Learning to swim The softest bell was calling in the distance Time again for the one pilgrimage Friends had made the safe place ready Fixing food and binding my hurts Now you lead me to this wide gold green …
We forget what silence sounds like, what peace and calmness feels like, although it takes work and is not easy to remember, it is what our hearts desire and what we require for the healing of presence. -Kyle E. …
The past few weeks have reminded me of the power of sangha, often translated as community. It’s within this community of spiritual friends that I see where my mind is hooked, where impatience, anger, judgement, etc… arises. Sure, most of …
Dear Community Members, It’s a beautiful fall day as I look out the window in my cozy bedroom here at Prairie Farm. In some ways, I feel like this had become a second home for me this past summer. Due …
Reflections on My Time at Prairie Farm – Brenda Shepherd Read More »
One of the many benefits of the plantings and stone work that Laura Molde and her crew recently completed, is the chance to care for the garden. Early each morning as the sun rises over Prairie Farm I position and …