Tag musings

faith in the turning season

to immerse in self-wonder

your fine & subtle remembrances

no beginning

immersing in the limits of wholeness

what is larger than that which we seek?

the exceptional heart of not knowing

a human encounter with the holy

we see all that our hearts can hold…….

where is the edge of the middle way?

the joy of sweet nothings….

a walk around a lake is a walk into being

against all odds, we mold to the light, a vessel for healing

the cool fire of grace

a mirage of elemental misunderstanding