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From The Restory - Conversations On The Journey (230)

  Wendell Berry A Simple, Exceptional Man The Conversation Elements From The Conversation Just Wendell Berry Music Wendell Berry’s hope is neither hasty nor clamorous. It grows slowly out of one’s relationship with a place, with other people, and with the simple act of living. Gregory Alan Isakov’s "The Stable Song" conveys something of this return home—not to a perfect world, but to a world in which we can once again be present. Lyrics of The Stable Song: Remember when our songs were just like prayers Like gospel hymns that you caught in the air? Come down, come down sweet reverence Unto my simple house and ring And ring Ring like silver, ring like gold Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio Ring like clear day wedding bells Were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell? We'll never tell And come to me clear and cold On some sea Watch the world spin in waves Mad machine Now I've gone crazy, couldn't you tell? You threw stones at the stars, but the whole sky fe...
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Vanuit Die Restory - Gesprekke Tussen Reisgenote (230)

Wendell Berry 'n Eenvoudige, besondere man Die Gesprek Elemente Uit Die Gesprek Sommer net Wendell Berry Musiek Wendell Berry se hoop is nie haastig of luidrugtig nie. Dit groei stadig uit ’n mens se verhouding met ’n plek, met ander mense en met die eenvoudige handeling van leef. The Stable Song van Gregory Alan Isakov dra iets van hierdie terugkeer huis toe — nie na ’n volmaakte wêreld nie, maar na ’n wêreld waarin ons weer teenwoordig kan wees. Lirieke van The Stable Song: Remember when our songs were just like prayers Like gospel hymns that you caught in the air? Come down, come down sweet reverence Unto my simple house and ring And ring Ring like silver, ring like gold Ring out those ghosts on the Ohio Ring like clear day wedding bells Were we the belly of the beast or the sword that fell? We'll never tell And come to me clear and cold On some sea Watch the world spin in waves Mad machine Now I've gone crazy, couldn't you tell? You threw stones at the stars, but t...

From The Restory - Conversations On The Journey (229)

Spring Afternoon Open your windows. Feel the sun. Cherish the colour. Spring is in the air. With our love. George & Matilda  

Vanuit Die Restory - Gesprekke Tussen Reisgenote (229)

  Lente-agtermiddag Maak jou vensters oop. Voel die son. Waardeer die kleur. Lente is in die lug. Met ons liefde. George & Matilda

From The Restory - Conversations On The Journey (228)

Grief In Being Alive The Conversation  Elements From The Conversation  Music With our love. George & Matilda   

Vanuit Die Restory - Gesprekke Tussen Reisgenote (228)

  Hartseer In Lewendig-wees Die Gesprek Elemente Uit Die Gesprek Musiek Met ons liefde. George & Matilda 

From The Restory - Conversations On The Journey (227)

Contemplative Gathering 2026 Looking Back Early morning at the wetlands (Photo: George Angus) A Smaller, More Intimate Gathering Looking back at our recent Contemplative Gathering over the weekend of August 7–10, one of the first things that stood out was the group size. It was smaller than last year’s gathering, which naturally created a very intimate and warm atmosphere. Last year we considered breaking up into smaller groups, but this year it was not necessary. The intimacy did not diminish the experience in any way; in fact, it was very meaningful and satisfying for everyone present. Morning Meditations and the Rhythm of the Days A special addition this year was our morning meditation walks – something we didn’t quite manage to do the previous year. While last year’s attempt to spot the blue cranes early in the morning didn’t work out, this year we spent balmy mornings at the wetlands and visited the local cemetery. Standing outside with a hot cup of coffee before breakfast gave th...