Unbelief is good medicine, undoing belief
all beings free to leave their being
and enter silence.
The nameless tree with its forest
the endless expanse called
sky, beaks and
feathered wings with their urgent
all around, the light that sets the vital body
and the dark of re-creation:
the world held for us in promise
until it is loosened from
Meanwhile, someplace in the world, somebody is making love and another a poem.
What if you thought of it as the Jews consider the Sabbath—the most sacred of times?
The seed of life is within us all, our dance here is mundane, strange and wonderful.
to fashion universes out of emptiness
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
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
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