Whom shall I love? “Whichever one needs it most in the moment.” For she or he is the Christface set before me.
Author Archives: Neil Durso
Dark Night of the Soul (6.1) – A “System” to live by? No.
How are we to mysteriously surrender to the creative abundance of darkness?
The Still River Hike
“The river” is a thing, but always in motion. So never really the same. It couldn’t be “the river” without its unmoving bed.
Dark Night of the Soul (7) – A SOPHIE sequel: Mirabai Starr’s “Yes” in parenting
Parenting is neither a test of wisdom, nor of patience. Parenting is a test of both, and more. Above all, parenting is a test of love.
Mist
Layered, cyclical Ordinary, phenomenal Predictable, mysterious Like love
Outsider {Poem}
Originally posted on Lucy Gan:
As a single weed grows meekly amongst wildflowers Seen as a threat, Accused of stealing, Not belonging, Attracting enemies, Destroying others, Looking unsightly, Being a burden, But this particular weed is simply a tame plant demonized by reputation of supposed comrades that had no place in the life of the…
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