~My Looking Ripens Things

The hour is striking so close above me, so clear and sharp, that all my senses ring with it. I feel it now; there is a power in me to grasp and give shape to my world

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~The Mystery of Life Being Lived

And yet, though we strain against the deadening grip of daily necessity, I sense there is this mystery: All life is being lived. Who is living it, then? Is it the things themselves, or something waiting inside them, like an unplayed melody in a flute? Is it the winds blowing over the waters? Is it [...]

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~Look Beyond the Reach of Knowing

Were it possible, we might look beyond the reach of our knowing and yet a bit further into the past across the farmsteads of our ancestors. Then perhaps we would endure our griefs with even greater trust than our joys. For they are the moments when something new has entered into us, something unfamiliar. Our [...]

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