Beauty both aches and brings joy. Time escapes like the breath, each one a reminder that nothing, no matter how exquisite, or especially how exquisite, lasts.
The smoke from small fires rises like wisps as the light bleeds into the vastness over the mountains. How do I learn to sit still with it all? To both hold it and let it go at the same time.
If I could learn how to rest in each moment would I cease to grieve for what passes before my eyes like an exhalation of dawn, and then is gone?
"Mystical experience in nature—those moments when you sense your interconnection with all things—are more than just interesting encounters. They are invitations into relationship. Beyond caring for creation or stewarding Earth’s “resources,” it is entering into an actual relationship with particular places and beings of the living world that can provide an embodied, rooted foundation for transformation. The global shift necessary to actually survive the crises we’ve created depends on a deep inner change."
--Victoria Loorz, co-founder of the “Wild Church Network"
