The Unburdened Heart
There is a lightness that belongs to the earth before it is shaped by the weight of our expectations. When we are very young, we do not yet know how to hold onto the passing seasons; we simply exist within them, like a leaf drifting on a slow-moving…
Have You Ever Been There?
The first thing that I heard this morning was the notification sound of Facebook, one after another, probably of an event of my upcoming day, even when I was not fully awake. Can you imagine that, how we are so blinded by our high standards…
The Quiet Work of Return
There is a gentle wisdom in the way the forest handles its own passing. Nothing is ever truly lost; it simply changes its shape, softening into the earth to feed the next cycle of growth. We often fear the end of things, viewing the fading…