Expecting the worst, you look, and instead,

here’s the joyful face you’ve been waiting

to see.

Your hand opens and closes and opens and closes.

If it were always a fist or always stretched

open,

you would be paralyzed.

Your deepest presence is in every

small contracting and expanding.

The two as beautifully balanced and

coordinated as birdwings.

~Rumi

the ancient ways are not about seeking, but about revealing….

inquiry for today~ sweeten a long winter’s night by revealing what is veiled……

wise choice

That all our knowledge begins with experience

there can be no doubt.

~Immanuel Kant