how the light finds me

You are not too old

and it is not too late

to dive into your

increasing depths

where life calmly

gives out its

own secret.


what is special anyway?

inquiry for today~ how will you enjoy winter life?

and, oh, winter

I was no longer needing to be special,

because I was no longer so caught up

in my puny separateness

that had to keep proving

I was something.

I was part of the universe,

like a tree is, or like grass is,

or like water is.

~Ram Dass

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