I believe that maturity is not an outgrowing, but a growing up: that an adult is not a dead child,

but a child who survived. I believe that all the best faculties of a mature human being exist in the child. . . .

that one of the most deeply human, and humane, of these faculties is the power of imagination.

~Ursula K. Le Guin

what the senses know- I trust….

inquiry for today~ here and now and then back around to yesterday…..

what do you know?

The witchery of living

is my whole conversation

with you, my darlings.

All I can tell you is what I know.

Look, and look again.

This world is not just a little thrill for the eyes.

It’s more than bones.

It’s more than the delicate wrist with its personal pulse.

It’s more than the beating of the single heart.

It’s praising.

It’s giving until the giving feels like receiving.

You have a life—just imagine that!

You have this day, and maybe another, and maybe

still another.

~Mary Oliver