I think I’m here just to be alive. To see it. Hear it. Feel it. All of it. Even when it hurts.
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Dark Night of the Soul (6.2) – Loving in the moment
Whom shall I love? “Whichever one needs it most in the moment.” For she or he is the Christface set before me.
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.
Mist
Layered, cyclical Ordinary, phenomenal Predictable, mysterious Like love
Thundering velvet hand
…a thundering velvet hand His gentle means of sculpting souls took me years to understand
Cheryl loving me
When the wind whistles through my helmet, I sometimes hear whispers mixed into it.
