The human being down here in the darkness of his fleshly state is as mysterious as the saints in heaven in the light of their glory. There are in him inexhaustible treasures, constellations, without end of sweetness and beauty which ask to be recognized, and which usually escape completely the futility of our regard. Love brings a remedy for that. One must vanquish this futility and undertake seriously to recognize the innumerable universes that one’s fellow being carries within him. This is the business of contemplative love and the sweetness of its regard.

~Thomas Merton

when the time feels like it’s never right…

inquiry for today~ how wise is this moment?

of course it’s about love….

Let yourself be silently drawn by the strange pull of what you really love.

It will not lead you astray.

~Rumi