![balance [or listen to the whispers]](http://static.flickr.com/86/214632919_6d4addb4a7_b.jpg)
we must
T R U S T
in ourselves
in our process
in our journey
in the whispers
that brush on the edges of our hearts
asking for a voice
if only we will listen
balance will come
keep going
stay with it
it’s worth it
you’re worth it
Our revels are now ended. These our actors, As I foretold you, were all spirits and Are melted into air, into thin air, And, like the baseless fabric of this vision, The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces, The solemn temples, the great globe itself, Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve And, like this insubstantial…
I’m going under. Wish me luck.
Repair of the World by Naomi Newman In the beginning before there were any beginnings or endings, there was no place that was not already God. We call this unimaginable openness: Ein Sof, Being without end, world without end, Ein Sof. Then came the urge to give life to our world and us. But there…
Faith happens when there is no rational reason to believe. I opened an old journal today and that’s what it said. I have no idea why I wrote it, as a single line on one page. I do know that just unearthing it at a time when I most needed to hear it helps to…
“Spirit can be made by other spirits, but matter is bound with divinity itself.” ~Rabbi Adin Steinsaltz These orbs belong to an artist whose spiritual path clearly lies in his manipulation of matter. When I asked him why spheres and balance figure so prominently in his work, he said, “I don’t know, I guess I’ve…
“First of all, I want to make one thing quite clear; I never explain anything.“ -Mary Poppins May we all release our need to explain ourselves and to request explanations from others. May we ALLOW life and love to flow freely.