Miniature gifts of the soul manage to seep into our lives.  Heaven is entangled in our earthly lives.

Digging in wholly unfathomable waters, we find creation is much more complicated than we thought; for we are entangled in ways we do not understand.  It is our utmost concern to understand those entanglements.

Clearing debris lightens the load we carry and grounds us so that we can trust the path forward.

Pathways of the soul filled with wonder anchor the earth and all the world.

Savor the moment when the path begins to create without fear, and the scents we love find profound, tender expression within our journeys.

We begin our journey along pathways hidden and almost forgotten, only to find he home of the soul lies amid the fire within the overflowing heart.

Trust illuminates all time and space though we walk in darkness, scarcely sure there is a path, let alone where it falls; when we can see nothing, it is all we have, and it is sufficient.

Satisfy the heart felt longings that arise, awaken, and direct our paths.

The path is long and narrow, subtle and remarkable, inextricably entangled with our lives.

When the world glows in starlight, we watch in wonder and joy; softly the heart hums in splendor to the Creator of all that is

Streams of delight make bold the hearts and souls of those who live with ecstasy singing in delicious encounter with all that is.

Solitude refines the substance of who we are so that the waters are pure, unencumbered and radiantly present to all that is.

Comfort in the far regions is scarce, temperatures cold and wind high yet all tht is is present to us in ecstasy.

We find ourselves in intimate communion with the land, with the sea, with the light, with all that is, with all that is pure, untouched creation.

Fan the flames of life, of towering trees, of endless savannah, of life wild and free, of all that is, of words and hopes, of the world as we see it.

Ancient waters, the unborn and the newly born, creating and creation torn, the world never ceases to amaze, for our cup is filled with all that is.

Restless slumber divides the night for we are torn, anguished, and profoundly uncertain at moments.  Reclaim the peace that is your birthright.

Spiny tokens disturb the peace. Restore the calm.

Welcome the waters that soothe.

There are moments of unbridled peace.