the deeper cry for wholeness….
water & wood Floral muscle, Little by little open Morning meadow’s anemone Til in her lap The polyphonous light Of sounding skies Radiates. In the quiet blossom’s star, flexed, Muscle of infinite...
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on the threshold of light….looking for magic on the other side…. The blind rolls up. Light enters & shows us where we are. Windows allow for no fooling. What would it mean to realize that every one...
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honoring re-birth As spiritual practice evolves, to see more & more one must do less & less. The one who is practicing moves gradually from active involvement to a more passive, limited, &...
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