I have loved Mary Oliver’s poetry since I stumbled upon “White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field,” printed on the back of the order of service at my friend Emily’s funeral. I bought my first Oliver collection the next day.
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
-Mary Oliver
Red Hawk Arts 
Thank you for sharing, Jazz. I was introduced to Mary Oliver’s writing through a British woman in my IFS community group around the time of her death a little over a year ago. She is such a wonderful writer. I love the way she brings nature into a lesson on how to pray. The two seem to go hand-in-hand.
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I love the work of many poets. Mary Oliver is my go-to, however, for whenever I need to reconnect with my Self. Are you on Facebook by any chance? I’m posting a poem-a-day there–I’m reading a lot of poetry to soothe my heart and challenge my mind, and I decided to start sharing one a day. People seem to like it :).
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I just received your e-mail. I am on Facebook, but rarely go there. I mostly use the IFS Community Group site. I believe I’ve checked out some of your posts on Facebook in the past, but it has been quite some time. I’ll have to go back over there and check it out. Thanks for the heads-up!
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