Happy are those who know: Behind all words, the Unsayable stands; And from that source alone, the Infinite Crosses over to gladness, and us - Free of our bridges Built with the stone of distinctions; So that always, within each delight, We gaze at what is purely single and joined.
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
A winter solstice 2020 short stream for a Movement Medicine community
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
to fashion universes out of emptiness
God speaks to each of us as he makes us, then walks with us silently out of the night.
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