by Danna Faulds
There is no controlling life. Try corralling a lightning bolt, containing a tornado. Dam a stream and it will create a new channel. Resist, and the tide will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry you to higher ground. The only safety lies in letting it all in the wild and the weak; fear, fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of the heart, or sadness veils your vision with despair, practice becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your known way of being, the whole world is revealed to your new eyes.
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
to fashion universes out of emptiness
Sea Stars is the musical collaboration of Kurt Baumann and Katie Gray.
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath—the most sacred of times?
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