I love the dark hours of my being.
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that’s wide and timeless.
So I am sometimes like a tree
rustling over a gravesite
and making real the dream
of the one its living roots
a dream once lost
among sorrows and songs.
~ Ranier Maria Rilke ~
About new desert
Nurturing the Gift of Seeking is about a spiritual "destination," a journey within, a new beginning, that eventually takes us where we are meant to arrive. Some call it Home, yet I am not sure what Home means, and where it is.
Enjoy the journey, dear Ones!
On this journey, what matters, first and foremost, is our seeking spirit. And the seed of perseverance--or faith, if you will.
Happy journey, dear fellow Sisters and Brothers!
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