Celebrating St. Francis of Assisi: October 2026 Soul Care Package
Updated: Oct 5
Creative Practice
Earth to Earth, Breath by Breath
To celebrate the Feast of St. Francis of Assisi, visit a place outdoors that helps you to feel spiritually connected to the natural world.
Thank this place for welcoming you.
Remove your shoes and socks, and step onto the ground with bare feet.
Feel your deep connection with Mother Earth.
Raise your arms above your head, and reach out with open fingers.
Feel your deep connection with Father Sky.
Experience the rise and fall of the breath inside you.
Feel your deep connection with Sister Wind.
Notice the heat and hue of the light around you.
Feel your deep connection with Brother Sun.
Let your heartbeat come into rhythm with the wildlife chorus.
Feel your deep connection with every living being.
Bow in reverence, belonging, and gratitude.
Journal Reflection
Sacred Nature
When I pause and bring gentle care to my inner life, what memory of a spiritual experience in nature comes into my awareness?
What happened during this experience?
What did I feel during this experience?
What surprised me about this experience, if anything?
What did this experience change, if anything?
What do I wonder now?
October Workshop
Honoring Ancestors
AUTUMN SOULCOLLAGE®
Saturday, October 31, 1:00pm-3:30pm EST on Zoom
Slow down, pause, and relax through creative self-care.
Reconnect with your inner wisdom.
Experience SoulCollage®.
Explore your ancestral roots.
Reflect on this season of your life.
November Workshop
Holding Change Lightly
AUTUMN MANDALA
Saturday, November 14, 1:00pm-3:00pm EST on Zoom
Explore an important life change.
Clarify your sense of the whole situation.
Access your inner guidance through creative practices.
Make a spontaneous mandala.
Experience a gentle introduction to Eugene Gendlin's “Focusing” practice.
Contemplative Resource
Wander in Wonder
Renew your connection with the Earth, guided by this free walking meditation.
“When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.”
—Wendell Berry, “The Peace of Wild Things,” Selected Poems, p. 30