In my garden, the daffodils have been sleeping in the cold, dark earth for months.No proof of spring. No visible progress. Just silence, pressure, and frozen ground. Then one day,
(Edited transcript below video) This is a true story discovering the beauty within… Transcript of the video: Many of you who know me know that I’m always talking about looking
“You are here to remember that you are the thought of Love in form.” Where did the thought of you as Love manifest in form come from? It is the first
Softly awakened this morning,a gentle mantra, dancing, drifting, floting, through the mind. A melody really, Sweet and lilting. I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…You The tempo, ever so slow
In my garden, the daffodils have been sleeping in the cold, dark earth for months.No proof of spring. No visible progress. Just silence, pressure, and frozen ground. Then one day,
(Edited transcript below video) This is a true story discovering the beauty within… Transcript of the video: Many of you who know me know that I’m always talking about looking
“You are here to remember that you are the thought of Love in form.” Where did the thought of you as Love manifest in form come from? It is the first
Softly awakened this morning,a gentle mantra, dancing, drifting, floting, through the mind. A melody really, Sweet and lilting. I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…you I’ll…Love…for…You The tempo, ever so slow
“Never give a sword to a man that can’t dance” ~ Confucius This is the first stanza of a longer poem by Hafiz. I’ll post a stanza per day until
