Wild Church gathers on the fourth Sunday of the month under trees, beside rivers, in parks, observing new life, restoring our relationship with the land and the creatures of our watershed as a sacred practice. We meet in different places. Check out the facebook group https://www.facebook.com/groups/684145232075964/?source_id=282729215080392 or send an email to: firstname.lastname@example.org
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
― Wendell Berry, The Selected Poems of Wendell Berry