A lifetime isn’t long enough for the beauty of this world

and the responsibilities of your life.

Scatter your flowers over the graves, and walk away.

Be good-natured and untidy in your exuberance.

In the glare of your mind, be modest.

And beholden to what is tactile, and thrilling.

Live with the beetle, and the wind.

~Mary Oliver

nothing feels separate here….

inquiry for today~ it’s ok to sift through layers of truth….

finding spiritual direction right here

Each time you see through the separate self, even a little,

some dissatisfaction disappears.

~Adyashanti