Our hands imbibe like roots,
so I place them on what is beautiful in this world.
And I fold them in prayer, and they
draw from the heavens
light.
St. Francis of Assisi
There are two things I try to remember to do each day – look up toward the sky – day or night – and look downward toward the dirt, soil and earth. This a way of stirring awe and reverently remembering the astounding gift of existence.
Within any moment, countless beings – above and below – are slithering, shining, spinning, creep...
Published on July 20, 2024 16:53