with wings on your feet….

I have awakened and closed for nearly half a century: have run from and stopped, run to and stopped, climbed and stopped, lifted and stopped. I ask questions that can never be answered and live like an answer to all that is never asked. Like an ant building temporary homes, I keep moving what should be left alone and dropping what can’t be carried, and, in the highly charged space between the skin of the world and the skin of my soul, experience rushes. No, simply by waking, waves of feeling pulse close to the bone, and this continual pulse is so deep it aches. It is the ache of being alive. This waking close to the bone is the pulse from which both joy and sadness rise, where pain and wonder meet. Now I wake on stubborn fall days that resist the cold, I wake before the sun, the world wet with anticipation, and feel this ache, the way the Earth feels its core grind about that central fire that no one sees. It is the slight burn of being here….Mark Nepo

this speaks deeply to transitions we are continually navigating in life….how the past is deeply layered unconsiously and how dichotomous we feel…..indeed, the ’empty aches’ resonate in the texture of presence….

Buried beneath all our patterns of egocentric thinking and behavior, there is something vast and fully capable of accomplishing the task: life itself. If through spiritual practice we can gather the courage to relinquish control, the spiritual odyssey begins in earnest. With an open heart and an empty mind, we discover that we are not alone on this adventure. When we go within, we find nothing and we find everything; by losing ourselves, we find ourselves, and the seeker becomes the sought. Such is the paradoxical truth of esoteric spirituality…….John Greer

what is the shape of your soul?

very little is as beautiful as a soul creeping up & then flying out into the world….the depth of eternity is a gift we shower on ourselves when we can remember to honor that beauty within…

Most people don’t inhabit a living reality,

but a conceptualized one.

….Echkart Tolle