Greek word meaning solitary place, quiet place, desert place
We seek to provide contemplative opportunities for people of all faith traditions and all walks of life to step back from the hectic pace of life and reconnect to their Source.
In These Uncertain Times May We Uplift Each Other Virtually
As a contemplative community, we know the soul nourishment that occurs when we drop out of our heads into the silence of our hearts to be with God, the Divine, the Holy One, or whatever name you call Source. We invite you to pause often to take a deep breath, drop into the silence, and find the peace that passes all understanding.
Know that you are not alone no matter how physically isolated you are at this time. We are a community. We hold you, your loved ones, and our world in our collective hearts and prayers. And, we hold the vision and space for healing to come and for the world to emerge stronger and more united for the challenges facing us now.
Thank you for joining us in this vision.
We recently offered a virtual program, Poetry in the Time of Pandemic, with Cathey Capers. Beautiful, heartfelt poems emerged and some of the poems were made available to us. Below is one of the poems (we’ll rotate through as many as we can), with a link to the other poems at the end. May these poetic expressions from our community offer healing to your heart.
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In the spaciousness created within the Eremos community, you are gently invited to behold the Mystery of God. As you rest in moments of silence in community, burdens are lightened, clarity comes, and compassion for yourself and others is reawakened.
Whether you choose to accept our invitation via spiritual direction, a workshop, retreat or monthly on-going small group, you are welcome here.
May your heart receive and be blessed by this poem.
Sometimes, a quote, a poem or other reading, an image, or a piece of music can uplift your spirit and provide soul nourishment to ponder in your times of silence and reflection.
the wasp nest under eaves.
Lands on the blood-red canna
by the fence.
Everything today reminds me
how far away you are.
I want—like a child who has
been told, “NO!” to tantrum
on the floor of the market,
screaming my protest between
the cabbages and rutabagas.
I want to drive/fly/swim to
your doorstep. Wrap arms
around you twenty times
Sorrow says, “No. Again,
no.” The clear and very
patient parent. “This is
not the time for hurry/
scurry/travel and flight.
Let the scrap of sorrow
befriend you. Hold your
tears. Help you find
grace in things you did
not know you loved…the
wasp nest, for instance,
with its papery walls.
Blue jay spiky all over
when he finishes his
watery ablution. The
moon passing in and out
of clouds dangling Venus
from an invisible
You can find other poems written in the Poetry in the Time of Pandemic workshop HERE.
May we all come together virtually to offer hope and healing to all hearts, minds, and souls. Thank you for being part of our contemplative community without walls.
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