When you long for fullness
It rises and falls moment by moment, me scarcely aware. Receiving breath-gift. Fullness. The surrender of release. Emptiness. The breath cycle happens in spirit as in body. Grace is given,…
It rises and falls moment by moment, me scarcely aware. Receiving breath-gift. Fullness. The surrender of release. Emptiness. The breath cycle happens in spirit as in body. Grace is given,…
I ran along the garden path, wishing I’d brought my camera. The grasses bowed, shimmered, almost glowed in the early morning light. I moved slowly, my run half walk, each…
There are those times in life when you’re thrust into new spaciousness. You’re born, say, or you retire, or you go off on sick leave or move homes or lose…