Does the river know where it will end? Of course. Every drop knows every mountain, every cloud, every sea, every solar system, every star…
it never stops
it’d be easier
if it did
for a few breaths
but that isn’t the truth
Stay long enough and she reaches into you
A quiet place, lonely but not ever alone.
This divine life generously offers us infinite variety should we only be willing. It’s too common a tale that the persistent sadness mires the spirit and suppresses the adventurer.
I’ve certainly soaked in it.