Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Nothing but hope.

January 8, 2016

 

I don't know why when, finally, things fall together they also fall so mindlessly apart. Maybe it's physics. Maybe it's karma. Maybe it's divine balance.

 

Maybe, in my lighter moments, I can believe that these things only happen to those of us strong enough to handle them. I don't know. 

 

I don't know how to spin it, to brighten it, or if I even should. My only tools are my words, these images, my practice. 

 

I always believe what I put up in the Satyas. 

 

I just can't always live it at the time. 

 

But. The sun will rise. 

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