Stillness in Movement
The stillness
in stillness
is not
the real stillness
Only when
there is stillness
in movement
can the spiritual rhythm appear
which pervades
heaven and earth.
-TS’AL-KEN T’AN
The stillness
in stillness
is not
the real stillness
Only when
there is stillness
in movement
can the spiritual rhythm appear
which pervades
heaven and earth.
-TS’AL-KEN T’AN
I realize in viewing it that she’s less the woman in the film specifically and more a composite of many women I’ve met in homeless and domestic violence shelters…
first, you touched my heart i let you touch my body you stopped touching both
I just finished reading James Twyman’s book, “Emissary of Love”. I highly recommend it. You can order it here. In the book this question is asked. “How would you act and what would you do if you knew that you are an Emissary of Love right now?” You are LOVE. Be LOVE. Begin.
Outside there is a thin wind flirting with the trees it has teased the curtains into dancing; I keep time in my head. Memorizing the seasons, I touch things as if my fingers will learn them again; weary of explanations, at mid-life I am more comfortable with the truth. Outside, the mountain ash hangs heavy…
A Bridal Song I. The golden gates of Sleep unbar Where Strength and Beauty, met together, Kindle their image like a star In a sea of glassy weather! Night, with all thy stars look down,– Darkness, weep thy holiest dew,– Never smiled the inconstant moon On a pair so true. Let eyes not see their…
Recently, I spent several hours alone at The Frye Art Museum drinking in the “Moment Magnitude” exhibit. I wrote pages in my journal. Random things I overheard people saying, snippets from the art descriptions or the videos and my own feelings and thoughts that arose. I also took pictures of things strangers had posted in…