Sometimes, when things
break, life begins. It still hurts.
But when the egg cracks, the
breaks, the fields finally grow.
And when the heart breaks, the
angels asleep for a hundred years
unfurl their wings and flutter
behind our eyes, letting us see
everything like Adam or Eve,
again. Then, miracle is not a
place we long for, but a blood
that brings us alive.
can’t wait to hear the rain…..
inquiry for today~ this is another way in…..
In this moment
there is always freedom and there is always peace.
There is a crack in everything, that is how the light gets in … (Leonard Cohen)