where a quiet practice finds us
Tag inner exile
where a quiet practice finds us
circling the fire
the angels know nothing is ever lost
standing in the naked light
the unsettled & brittle spaciousness
through the lens of our finest hour
calling from within
the bridge from broken to whole
a beacon for the wise heart
listening to emerging life
the sacred self in ordinary time
waking up to a stark landscape
inner exile & a deeper way in
