Each time we give ourselves over to our contemplative practices, whatever they might be,

we find ourselves, once again, one with the communal mystery in which there is no separate self.
~James Finley 

and the treasures of this life are boundless….

inquiry for today~ when you cannot know how to live…..

where the landscape meets the heart….

It’s not unusual for us to suffer our suffering. It can be an intense “poor me” feeling.

It can also be the realization that something we once did

or didn’t do has caused part of what we now suffer.

Then self-compassion is called for . . . not blame, nor shame or excuses.

We take up the truth and do the best we can.

~Gunilla Norris