To the Sky
It is never exactly clear when the breaking-open occurs. How the light passes over the rise, through the leaves and …
It is never exactly clear when the breaking-open occurs. How the light passes over the rise, through the leaves and …
… He sits in a puddle of shade and sun, a lattice of light and leaf-prints adorning his head. Enraptured in the …
my Custom SecretMessage by Messy Canvas.** … Rumi believes there to be a field, a place beyond the ideas of …
“Even a positive thing casts a shadow…its unique excellence is at the same time its tragic flaw.” :: William Irvin …
“Just as I am, without one plea…” … And so we burn. And so we know, that we need not know. …
… All of my dead, doing, dried-up weary has piled onto my head, built a nest and named itself guide. …
… I’ve been catching myself, out of the corner of my eye. It is spectacular what can be held within …
from a #secretmessage comes inspiration … His breath and babble are weaving my days and nights into this earth. I am …
“Be willing to be split open.” :: Natalie Goldberg image re-inked :: original here … Risk is the way of the …
*Be Here Now* is the song my life is singing to me. … She cradles me as I cradle him. …