There is something inside you so beautiful and ferocious it cannot be fully known or expressed in words. It is your job to protect and preserve it, and to let it loose on the world when the time is right. Not everyone will honor it the way you want them to, but even if they don’t, it doesn’t lose any of its power or vitality. You will always be able to locate it and get back in touch with it in its primordial state.
The ineffable you is eternal. Not everyone remembers that all the time. (They ...Keep reading
Peace is not made by avoiding or even just reducing the intensity of conflict, but by moving through it with eyes wide open and the knowledge and hope there is something better on the other side. We become belligerent and irresponsible in our communication when we believe there is no hope for resolution or when something we value deeply is at stake. Then we also act in contempt, believing there is nothing redeemable about the other side and that they deserve to be destroyed.
There is this Spirit we all know. You know it when you see it. And just like heaven, it always takes you by surprise. That’s because it will not be contained in any one place or by any one person or by understanding itself. It is free, and it is traveling around, in and out of spaces, and weaving itself through and around things. Then it appears, like a bird landing on a rail in front of you, out of nowhere and for no good reason except just to make itself known to you again.
Falling to the groundI was anxious to be foundYou can always go homeTo the safety of your cloud
Don’t let goI need you to hang aroundI’m so brokeAnd foolishly in love
I turned around to love revealingWhat did I learn? It’s not that easyWhen you get burned and go on burning loud
Falling into soundIs that less defeating pathOne day we will go homeTo the safety of our clouds
Don’t let goI need you to hang aroundI’m so brokeAnd foolishly in love
I turned around, my life was changingWhat did I learn? It’s not that easyWhen you get burned and go on burning light
Don’t let goI need you to hang aroundI’m so brokeAnd foolishly in love
I turned around, my life was changingWhat did I learn? It’s not that easyWhen you get burned and go on burning light
So the rain comes back now
After I asked it to
You could not come back now
Even if I asked you to
So light comes from a time already gone
If I could see the future I would lay down
Eat a tangerine and make a cup of tea
Watch it all happen the same way
Watch it all happen slowly
I could have the reasons why
But it wouldn’t make anything right
Do you really want to know the thing
You spend your life trying to find
Go back to what you love the most
There’s dark inside the stars, that’s where I go
And the spirit realm that calls me in
Whisper water from the shadow bloom
I don’t have the reasons why
But it wouldn’t make anything right
Do you even want to know the thing
You spend your life trying to find
Secrets from the last time you felt alright
Loneliness is only the last flower to be picked
It’s the dark part of me now
The part that knows what can be felt
It’s what our eyes see when we dream
Beautiful things where the light comes from
Oh, what a special time
I can’t believe it happened at all
The spirit days to make hell of
Your words inside my head
Oh, today is the only day
How to feel all the earthy things
Sometimes I feel like I’m in heaven now. It comes in small doses: a tender kiss from my wife, a rapturous laugh with my whole family, a soft and pillowy snowfall, a moment of epiphany. Time stands still and you catch a glimpse – if only for a moment – of what it is like to be in wonder. It’s hard to believe it’s happening when it happens. Heaven is never what you thought or hoped it was going to be. It catches you by surprise.
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All of life is a steady, rhythmed breathing in and out. That process occurs without any thought or intent on your part, and yet, it is the thing that keeps you alive. Your whole life, you oscillate between utter breathlessness and lungs full of air, aching to be pushed out. Life happens because of the movement from one to the other and back.
Our lives are made up of the coming and going between two poles on many dimensions. Everyday, you wake up and move forward with the day’s activities. Then ...Keep reading
