Today I noticed the way love shapes and forms like an artist who is not limited by circumstances or seeming hindrances. Love creates in every time, place, environment, and way—it more than creates—love gives! As if this was not enough of an astronomically vast gift that we get to co-exist beside and within, there’s more. Love wastes nothing. I have often chosen limitation and a sense and belief of lack.. Read More
If there is a thing or two I’ve hoped to become re-enchanted with over my blogging years it is the way truth rises and returns like the tide. When the rhythm of truth has risen within my world there are times I have lost sight of wonder and rather been at odds, other times I’ve tried to be numb. It can seem a thing to savor to learn how to.. Read More
Rumi once wrote, “The way the night knows itself with the moon, be that with me.” Or, alternately translated, “Union is a raging river running toward the sea. Tonight the moon kisses the stars. O beloved, be like that to me.” I am afraid of many things. I fear not knowing union like Rumi wrote, or of not protecting it, or fighting for it with my life. The last seven.. Read More