Song of Listening
Let me do nothing today except listen. At death I’ll stretch out my arms and vault into the air, shrugging...
Let me do nothing today except listen. At death I’ll stretch out my arms and vault into the air, shrugging...
Don’t you feel it too? The insistent clamor that we remake ourselves. The urgency to transform our own heartlight, our...
I ask of my Greater Consciousness, the constant question, What is true here? This is how I meet myself, and...
Everything in the waterfall keeps going away. What seems, only seems, to stay, is the alluring form of falling....