When I wrote this poem in 2019, I did not yet speak about Sacred Listening in the way I do today.
And yet, looking back, I can see that my whole life was already being shaped by it. In this case, I had cultivated a Sacred Listening to Nature itself, speaking to me, guiding me on the path I needed to walk.
I wrote these poems at Isle Royale National Park i…
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