the other half of our shell

contentment really is a natural & gracious place for our unseen selves to be…affirming this is seeing the whole….the other half of all of our queries, restlessness & peeking hopes…

this is a provocative & intuitive lightness….a softer truth than our usual hard edges…

maybe this is where our muse finds us…it was there all along…

There is no place to search for the truth. Though it’s right beneath your feet, it can’t be found. Look at springtime….when the snow has melted, the scars of the landscape are no longer hidden….John Daido Loori

remembering beauty…do you hear the ocean in a shell?

these subtle shifts are so welcome….

a light touch, a gentler art, an enchantment…

Every art has its mystery, its spiritual rhythm….D.T. Suzuki