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The one flower that smelled like freedom. ~Banana Yoshimoto I smelled freedom in the light scent emitted from a scraggly juniper forcing its way through a small crack in the side of a red rock wall as it twists into the bluing sky on a crisp spring morning.
Though I have love for inside myself. It’s just that I don’t know how to use love. Sometimes it scratches like barbs. ~Clarice Lispector Intellectually, I understand that I am loved. I must be loved. How else could anyone tolerate my many idiosyncrasies and still chose to interact with me? However, I do not feel […]
Coyote knows we do not matter. He knows rocks care nothing for those who wander through them; yet he also knows that those same individuals who care for the rocks will find openings – large openings – that become passageways into the unseen world, where music is heard through doves’ wings and wisdom is gleaned […]
There is a resonance of humility that has evolved with the earth. It is best received in solitude amidst the stillness on days in the desert. ~Terry Tempest Williams I find myself drawn deeper into desiring solitude with each passing day. Seeking solitude is often associated with human mental dysfunction, the world view of a […]
I know the feeling, the feeling of seeing a place for the first time and knowing by the heat in the blood that I finally found my home. I was mentally aware home was out there, had pictured it in my head hundreds of times. But had never previously set foot on the hallowed soil.
When Jésus entered the temple and overturned the tables of the money changers and the seats of the dove sellers, we experience a wave of anger needing rationalization. In the holy scripture books, the section is titled cleansing the temple giving it an air of acceptability. His anger is interpreted as righteous to buoy the mythology that The Christ was without sin from birth unto resurrection. Without the life preserver, the holiness and divinity of Christ sinks to the bottom of the deep dark sea.