When Epiphany shows up dressed fully in the intention of Its name

I can only be open. This is the way of my movement through life. Rivers runs deep crossing bridges invisible to the eye opened. Some things can only be seen in the dark solitude of one’s soul. I go there, wherever there is of my going. Air. Nothing exists outside the breath of the All, and all is what I know when I turn there … Continue reading When Epiphany shows up dressed fully in the intention of Its name

Between space and intimacy |the self|

We choose. This is the path of life. We make choices. Even not making a choice itself is a choice. They lead us into spaces and places that reveal the “I” inside of the self. That is the journey of life: encountering the true self. Who through bright eyes dim sees the core of himself and nods? Who through dim eyes bright turns away afraid … Continue reading Between space and intimacy |the self|