You, you only, exist. We pass away, till at last, our passing is so immense that you arise: beautiful moment, in all your suddenness, arising in love, or enchanted in the contraction of work.
To you I belong, however time may wear me away. From you to you I go commanded. In between the garland is hanging in chance; but if you take it up and up and up: look: all becomes a festival!
~ Rainer Maria Rilke
Where do you see a window you can open for a subtle sacrament to slip into your day?
Many on the spiritual path rightfully long for a sudden point in time when a shift happens
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.
Sea Stars is the musical collaboration of Kurt Baumann and Katie Gray.
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