The problem with trying to write a spiritual journal of sorts is that the subject is not only so great but also so illusive that it’s both overwhelming and elusive. The first thing to remember I guess is that it’s only my point of view. In other words, to paraphrase Miguel Ruiz, it’s just a story. Or to paraphrase Eckhart Tolle, these thoughts are only signposts. Beginning with that caveat of caveats, it should be easier to talk about the unknowable. It’s not that it’s unthinkable; it’s just my thoughts are ultimately unbelievable.
ON INTO WINTER
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I had thought to end the autumn season with Kigin’s “shape of the wind”
hokku, but a reader in Japan then sent me a new verse that seemed quite
appropriate...
2 weeks ago

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