My friends, this morning I’d like to share one of my favorite passages from author, Wendell Berry who writes:
“And the world cannot be discovered by a journey of miles,
no matter how long,
but only by a spiritual journey,
a journey of one inch,
very arduous and humbling and joyful,
by which we arrive at the ground at our feet,
and learn to be at home.”
The search for truth is an endeavor universally shared. We seek to understand, to lend greater meaning…to find purpose within our despair.
And for as long back as we can remember, we’ve shared our journey with countless others; travelers bound by a common thread. Yet, somehow always knowing – that which we seek, is already here.
The light can either illuminate or detract; a life constrained by edges, or one of boundless hue. The infinite is in the finite of every instant; released by the question and emboldened through courage.
In peace, sweet friends…
Namaste ❣️
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