Home Actress Emilia Clarke HD Instagram Photos and Wallpapers January 2021 Emilia Clarke Instagram - The masterful, Uber talented @davidoyelowo reads ‘Praying’ by Mary oliver. He is dedicating this beauty of a poem to @childrenshungerfund a wonderful charity that has dedicated itself to feeding and aiding those children and families experiencing poverty around the world. 🙌🕊 Here’s the prescription as it reads in @thepoetrypharmacy @thepoetryremedy. Condition: Need for Mindfulness. Prayer, to many in our secular age, has become a dirty word. The concept is dismissed as fusty or naïve; the practice even more so. And yet, as the popularity of meditation and mindfulness soars, there seems to be a collective longing for a moment of quiet in our busy lives. A moment in which another voice- an internal whisper, all too easily drowned out behind the sirens and chatter of modern life- may speak. Mark Oakley, a former canon at St Paul’s Cathedral in London, wrote a wonderful book about how- to him- liturgy was poetry. Across religions, he says, the devotional words which we chant, memorise or sing are a king of poetry that links us to the divine. In the case of many religions, those words can be in a language that the worshippers themselves don’t even understand, and yet somehow their cadence is enough to transport us. It’s not only the religious who can gain from prayer, just as it’s not only the religious who can appreciate a spectacular cathedral, mosque or temple. Prayer is a constant that run through all human civilisations, and it’s there for a reason. In this poem, Mary Oliver reminds us that we are all in need of a doorway into thanks, and a way of relating to the world without our egos. Having found that, we can allow ourselves- even if only for a moment- to feel a quiet gratitude for all the small moments of grace that we encounter daily. We can thank the world around us for containing blue irises, and weeds, and small stones. Stop in the street, in the garden, on the train. Pay attention. Put together a few simple words that feel right. If you’re very quiet, and very lucky, you might just hear a voice whispering back to you. Thank you so much David for your beautiful reading!! 🙏🏻❤️👏❤️

Emilia Clarke Instagram – The masterful, Uber talented @davidoyelowo reads ‘Praying’ by Mary oliver. He is dedicating this beauty of a poem to @childrenshungerfund a wonderful charity that has dedicated itself to feeding and aiding those children and families experiencing poverty around the world. 🙌🕊 Here’s the prescription as it reads in @thepoetrypharmacy @thepoetryremedy. Condition: Need for Mindfulness. Prayer, to many in our secular age, has become a dirty word. The concept is dismissed as fusty or naïve; the practice even more so. And yet, as the popularity of meditation and mindfulness soars, there seems to be a collective longing for a moment of quiet in our busy lives. A moment in which another voice- an internal whisper, all too easily drowned out behind the sirens and chatter of modern life- may speak. Mark Oakley, a former canon at St Paul’s Cathedral in London, wrote a wonderful book about how- to him- liturgy was poetry. Across religions, he says, the devotional words which we chant, memorise or sing are a king of poetry that links us to the divine. In the case of many religions, those words can be in a language that the worshippers themselves don’t even understand, and yet somehow their cadence is enough to transport us. It’s not only the religious who can gain from prayer, just as it’s not only the religious who can appreciate a spectacular cathedral, mosque or temple. Prayer is a constant that run through all human civilisations, and it’s there for a reason. In this poem, Mary Oliver reminds us that we are all in need of a doorway into thanks, and a way of relating to the world without our egos. Having found that, we can allow ourselves- even if only for a moment- to feel a quiet gratitude for all the small moments of grace that we encounter daily. We can thank the world around us for containing blue irises, and weeds, and small stones. Stop in the street, in the garden, on the train. Pay attention. Put together a few simple words that feel right. If you’re very quiet, and very lucky, you might just hear a voice whispering back to you. Thank you so much David for your beautiful reading!! 🙏🏻❤️👏❤️

Emilia Clarke Instagram - The masterful, Uber talented @davidoyelowo reads ‘Praying’ by Mary oliver. He is dedicating this beauty of a poem to @childrenshungerfund a wonderful charity that has dedicated itself to feeding and aiding those children and families experiencing poverty around the world. 🙌🕊 Here’s the prescription as it reads in @thepoetrypharmacy @thepoetryremedy. Condition: Need for Mindfulness. Prayer, to many in our secular age, has become a dirty word. The concept is dismissed as fusty or naïve; the practice even more so. And yet, as the popularity of meditation and mindfulness soars, there seems to be a collective longing for a moment of quiet in our busy lives. A moment in which another voice- an internal whisper, all too easily drowned out behind the sirens and chatter of modern life- may speak. Mark Oakley, a former canon at St Paul’s Cathedral in London, wrote a wonderful book about how- to him- liturgy was poetry. Across religions, he says, the devotional words which we chant, memorise or sing are a king of poetry that links us to the divine. In the case of many religions, those words can be in a language that the worshippers themselves don’t even understand, and yet somehow their cadence is enough to transport us. It’s not only the religious who can gain from prayer, just as it’s not only the religious who can appreciate a spectacular cathedral, mosque or temple. Prayer is a constant that run through all human civilisations, and it’s there for a reason. In this poem, Mary Oliver reminds us that we are all in need of a doorway into thanks, and a way of relating to the world without our egos. Having found that, we can allow ourselves- even if only for a moment- to feel a quiet gratitude for all the small moments of grace that we encounter daily. We can thank the world around us for containing blue irises, and weeds, and small stones. Stop in the street, in the garden, on the train. Pay attention. Put together a few simple words that feel right. If you’re very quiet, and very lucky, you might just hear a voice whispering back to you. Thank you so much David for your beautiful reading!! 🙏🏻❤️👏❤️

Emilia Clarke Instagram – The masterful, Uber talented @davidoyelowo reads ‘Praying’ by Mary oliver.
He is dedicating this beauty of a poem to @childrenshungerfund a wonderful charity that has dedicated itself to feeding and aiding those children and families experiencing poverty around the world. 🙌🕊

Here’s the prescription as it reads in @thepoetrypharmacy @thepoetryremedy.

Condition: Need for Mindfulness.

Prayer, to many in our secular age, has become a dirty word. The concept is dismissed as fusty or naïve; the practice even more so. And yet, as the popularity of meditation and mindfulness soars, there seems to be a collective longing for a moment of quiet in our busy lives. A moment in which another voice- an internal whisper, all too easily drowned out behind the sirens and chatter of modern life- may speak.

Mark Oakley, a former canon at St Paul’s Cathedral in London, wrote a wonderful book about how- to him- liturgy was poetry. Across religions, he says, the devotional words which we chant, memorise or sing are a king of poetry that links us to the divine. In the case of many religions, those words can be in a language that the worshippers themselves don’t even understand, and yet somehow their cadence is enough to transport us.

It’s not only the religious who can gain from prayer, just as it’s not only the religious who can appreciate a spectacular cathedral, mosque or temple. Prayer is a constant that run through all human civilisations, and it’s there for a reason. In this poem, Mary Oliver reminds us that we are all in need of a doorway into thanks, and a way of relating to the world without our egos. Having found that, we can allow ourselves- even if only for a moment- to feel a quiet gratitude for all the small moments of grace that we encounter daily. We can thank the world around us for containing blue irises, and weeds, and small stones.

Stop in the street, in the garden, on the train. Pay attention. Put together a few simple words that feel right. If you’re very quiet, and very lucky, you might just hear a voice whispering back to you.

Thank you so much David for your beautiful reading!! 🙏🏻❤️👏❤️ | Posted on 24/Aug/2020 02:48:20

Emilia Clarke Instagram – INSTAWORRRRLD!!!! 🚀🚀🚀🚀

My charity SameYou is starting a new virtual challenge – can you complete it?! I did and it damn near broke my “I’m not that outta shape” ego…;) 
 
The Challenge I hear you ask?!
Well you can Walk, run, cycle or swim the length of the Inca Trail to Machu Picchu (that’s 26 miles) by the end of September…. easy right?! 
 
The SameYou team are kicking it off, I’m doing the first leg and I’ve roped in my mum and Ted too… of course I have. 
 
The reason?! Only the best reason in the goddamn world…. We’re fundraising for brain injury recovery, and we’d love you to join in with the challenge. Watch out for postcards, playlists and audio guides from me (she LOVES to read aloud…) along the trail. Link in the bio to find out more! (You know you want to…;) 
 
#sameyouincachallenge #incaredible
#y’allreadyforthis? 
#tedsreadyforhismarathon
Emilia Clarke Instagram – The ever glorious and wonderful Emma Thompson reads “Kindness” by Naomi Shihab Nye. Emma would like to dedicate this poem to our future selves, who we will be after this pandemic. What a glorious sentiment that is, filled to the brim with hope. What we need, what we always need, most. 
Here is the prescription as written in @thepoetrypharmacy @thepoetryremedy. 

Condition: Need for Kindness 
There are times in life when everything we thought we could rely on fails, and everything we have wanted for ourselves dissolves in front of us. There are times, also, when we are confronted with the same suffering in others. Faced with the sheer scale of the misery of the world, it can be agonizingly difficult to engage meaningfully- and all too tempting simply to harden our hearts against it. 

Yet, as Naomi Shihab Nye tells us in this inspiring poem, those moments- hard as they are- are also an opportunity, if we will only dare to open our hearts. For it is only by reckoning with true sorrow and desolation that we can come to understand exactly how necessary, how life-preserving, kindess really is, and then move towards it. First, however, we must learn true empathy. ‘Kindness’, after all, is just another word for love- and once we’ve acknowledged that the pain of others is exactly as searing as our own, what can we do but love them? What can we do but try to ease their burden? As Nye so wonderfully suggests, nothing else makes sense. 

This is a challenge. Even at our lowest points, we must not ignore the suffering of others: we must not allow the solipsism of personal misery to cut us off from the great cloth of human feeling. Yet it is also a consolation: if we reject that isolation, we can take comfort in knowing that whatever loss lays us bare will also bring us into the presence of kindness. 

By looking pain in the eye, we can find the kindness needed to reach out not only to others, but to ourselves, as well. It will tie our shoes for us; it will lead us back into the world when everything else has abandoned us. So gaze unflinchingly into the bright light of loss, and let kindness be unleashed from you like a soothing shadow. 
Big Thank you Big Em! 🥰🕊🙌

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