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About this Book:
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The Green Man.
The green man built a tree house in the center of my heart. No one asked him to. He just showed up one day. He never asked me. He never called to inquirer about available space. The Green Man just appeared one day, swinging and laughing in a glowing tree of emeralds in the center of my chest. I forget all about him, and then when pain or suffering arises, I can hear him laughing and swinging from the branches, and somehow that changes everything. More and more, I open my heart to the pain and suffering of the moment, and just breathe it all in.On the out breath, a green luminosity vibrates out into the world from every cell in my body. The green of a newly unfurled leaf on the first day of spring.
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About the Author:
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Joe Zarantonello is a teacher, poet and the creator of The Integral Journal. Joe’s undergraduate degree is from the University of Notre Dame where he majored in The Great Books. His M.A. is from University College (Dublin) where he studied the Irish poets.
Joe spends most of his time at home, with his wife Pam, running Loose Leaf Hollow — a guesthouse for solitary or guided retreats in the rolling knobs outside of Bardstown, Kentucky.
This poem is framed and hangs on the wall beside the door at Loose Leaf Hollow—
My Passion
My vocation
And my avocation
My work
And my play
Is helping others
Create a way
To bring forth
Their hidden brilliance
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