All in Self and Self in All (Homecoming)

It's a bright star, it's a supernova, is the beauty surrounding the untouchable core; a magnolia on a tree, the petals falling gently, slowly, dying. It's the branches that are left that were ground down into the star's chillydark . All is the universe and the universe is all.  It's the depth of the self that…

The Heart in Spring

Nothing is permanent, so what is real? At the root of all of this change and constant movement, is love, omnipresent and warming, as genuine as the slanted light illuminating the tops of the baby leaves. I love spring. I've never felt so much affection and wonder at this season before, nor has been my heart…

Flowers in the Trees.

When the ice cracks, before it starts melting, it's one of the sharpest sounds, followed by relief; Spring is coming. I read once upon a time in the Little House on the Prairie books that on a big lake where the ice was very thick, this sound was like gunshots. Fortunately, I haven't heard that…