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July Words of Courage: Rock Hopping Creek
ROCK HOPPING CREEK
There is a new world to explore
Trees, trails, hills, A CREEK!
The creek with water flowing
What's upstream? What's around the bend?
"I bet you get wet before I do"
We're at it, we jump, it's on!
The rocks are unevenly spaced some are far apart
Look, think, jump, land
Look, think, jump, land
Watch out for the slippery rocks
Jump, land
Jump, land
Jump, land
I see only the rocks, FEEL the cool air
Jump - Jump
Jump - Jump - Jump - Jump
Now I flow like water, but
I stay dry
~Jack Winkle
In Finding What You Didn't Lose, John Fox, 1995
To where are you jumping today, and where will you land?
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This is our monthly offering of Words of Courage. It is our hope that the words that you read and the questions you consider will en-Courage you to engage fully in your work in the world.
These "Words of Courage" contributed by Sue Jones, long time friend and CRNT facilitator.
July Image: Hello My Friend!
June Words of Courage: Summer Sailin'
A needle is such a small, brittle thing. It is easily broken. It can
hold but one fragile thread. But if the needle is sharp, it can pierce
the coarsest cloth. Ply the needle in and out of a canvas and with a
great length of thread one can make a sail to move a ship across
the ocean.
- Kathleen Kent

What are your sharp skills?
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This is our monthly offering of Words of Courage. It is our hope that the words that you read and the questions you consider will en-Courage you to engage fully in your work in the world.
These "Words of Courage" contributed by Donald Porter, long time friend and CRNT facilitator.
June Image: Golden Bouquets

May Image of Renewal

In Honor of Volunteer Week
The Dance
C.K. Williams
A middle-aged woman, quite plain, to be polite about it, and
somewhat stout, to be more courteous still,
but when she and the rather good-looking, much younger man
she’s with get up to dance,
her forearm descends with such delicate lightness, such restrained
but confident ardor athwart his shoulder,
drawing him to her with such a firm, compelling warmth, and
moving him with effortless grace
into the union she’s instantly established with the not at all
rhythmically solid music in this second-rate café
that something in the rest of us, some doubt about ourselves, some
sad conjecture, seems to be allayed,
nothing that we’d ever thought of as a real lack, nothing not to be
admired or be repentant for,
but something to which we’ve never adequately given credence,
which might have consoling implications about how we misbe-
lieve ourselves, and so the world,
that world beyond us which so often disappoints, but which
sometimes shows us, lovely, what we are.
Consider the volunteer who, with grace, draws worthwhile work to her, rhythmically shows us, lovely, what we are. Celebrate the volunteers in your life – those who choose to dance…
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This is our monthly offering of Words of Courage. It is our hope that the words that you read and the questions you consider will en-Courage you to engage fully in your work in the world.
These "Words of Courage" contributed by Donald Porter, a long time friend and facilitator for CRNT.
Image of Renewal: Transitions

What decisions/choices are you facing in your transitions?
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March Words of Courage
Metamorphosis
Always it happens when we are not there -
The tree leaps up alive into the air,
Small open parasols of Chinese green
Wave on each twig. But who has ever seen
The latch spring, the bud as it burst?
Spring always manages to get there first.
Lovers of wind, who will have been aware
Of a faint stirring in the empty air,
Look up one day through a dissolving screen
To find no star, but this multiplied green,
Shadow on shadow, singing sweet and clear.
Listen, lovers of wind, the leaves are here!
— May Sarton
What is happening when you are not there?
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This is our monthly offering of Words of Courage. It is our hope that the words that you read and the questions you consider will en-Courage you to engage fully in your work in the world.
These "Words of Courage" contributed by Ann Faulkner, a long time friend and facilitator for CRNT.
March Image of Renewal

What quiet rhythms do you see rippling through your life and work?
February Words of Courage
February Images of Renewal

January Image of Renewal

What seeds sre lying dormant for you in your life and work?
Photo Mandala © Donna Bearden
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