Sage
The cricket’s quiet now . . . that’s the wisdom he carries into winter. . [ 1599 ]
By Design
What’s next? I couldn’t say. What’s past? — blows away. What’s left? What’s best? What’s free? Uncertainty. . [ 1598 ]
Solar Plexus
Ask the body — Is there a difference between the fear of pain, the fear of rejection, the fear of poverty, the fear of loss, the fear of death? . [ 1597 ]
Cold on the Shoulder
First a maple, then an oak — after the storm, the trees go on raining. . [ 1596 ]
Be No One
It’s useless for you to try to be like me, or for me to try to be like you, or even for us to try to be like ourselves. Rather, let’s set that notion aside and be no one — completely, fully, freely, dynamically. . [ 1595 ]
Awakening
Not, What’s in it for me? but, How can I help? says the rain to the earth. . [ 1594 ]
Understanding and Desire
What is there to desire but a deeper, fuller understanding, and to be an instrument through which that universal music plays? . [ 1593 ]
In Step
Rowanberries and cedar waxwings — it’s time to plant the daffodils. . [ 1592 ]
Weather Report
I burn with the forests. And when I emerge in spring, I’m listening. . [ 1591 ]
Sea Words
The far cliff is lost in the mist, like everything I thought I knew. . [ 1590 ]
William Michaelian 