We are the dreamers, the ones with souls as deep as oceans and with the reflections of stars in our upturned eyes. We’re the wistful, the hopeful, and the quiet ones, gazing off in the distance with that absent but knowing smile. With our heads in the clouds and our hearts on our sleeves, we […]
My kind of spirituality is the kind that needs no name. It respects no rules and fits no form. It’s as unique as an evening star, and fluid as the morning mists. My kind of spirituality doesn’t come from the pages of a book, but rises up from the depths of my soul. My sacred […]
In the light of the sun, may we loop the final stitch in all that’s been shorn unduly apart; and by the soft glow of the moon let us smooth out what remains of all our old scars. When we feel the slight itch of a past pain, let us casually brush it away – […]
We are like waves rising up from the same great sea, you and I. We gaze across the surface at one another and we see separate beings, but if we looked just a little bit deeper, we’d see that we’re intertwined – flowing with, merging into, and playing with one another. We would see that, […]
The spirit of the forest speaks in her own special language – a language that the natural world is fluent in, but that many humans seem to have forgotten. In this unique tongue, she whispers a secret that’s so powerful it guides all the creatures of the earth as they turn along the great cycle […]
This is our war cry! May it echo across countless years. May it rumble through forests and course through cities, reverberate across valleys and sing off mountain peaks. Let our roars be heard by the birds of the sky and the fish of the seas; may they tremble through oceans and kick up their own […]
The solution to all that ails the world today has always been love. The solution is love, because only through the eyes of love can we see the beauty latent in ugliness and only by the fires of love can we offer warmth in the coldness. The solution is love because only in love are […]
I know how it feels to look at the world and see it struggle, and I understand what it means to touch the earth and feel her pain. I too have trembled at the sight of the weapons and wars, the hunger, the hurt, the fear, and the frenzy. I know what it’s like to […]
To those who would call me strange, I say that I would rather be your kind of strange than mine because, to me, strange is denying the truth of our nature. To me, strange is ignoring the pull of the moon’s tides in our veins simply because we can’t yet measure its influence. Strange is […]
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