If I were much wiser, and much more patient, and had much greater concentration, I could sit in silence in my chair, look out my windows at a green tree and the blue sky, and know that breathing is a gift; that a breath is sufficient for the moment; and that breathing air is breathing God. ~ André Dubos
“Willing to experience aloneness, I discover connection everywhere. Turning to face my fear, I meet the warrior who lives within.”
— Jennifer Welwood
. . . What is needed is a realization that power without love is reckless and abusive, and that love without power is sentimental and anemic. Power at its best is love implementing the demands of justice, and justice at its best is love correcting everything that stands against love.
We reach a point in life, where
by the grace of God, we are spared
from ourselves and all self-judgment.
And by the miracle of life itself,
we discover that all we experience is
but a tiny example of our potential.
And in the midst of our wandering,
the desert and mountains come together, and
at sunset, the god of self-understanding appears.