Sometimes I feel like most of my life has been nothing but gripping… groping… griping… Gripping what is temporal. Groping for what is permanent. Griping about what I don’t have. Sort of like a dog chasing its tail, I have lived my life in repeating cycles. After a heartbreaking experience I spend myself with tears… [Read more…]
November 19, 2008
What is the direction of our striving? What do we spend ourselves on? We arise in the morning and toil until we are weary to the bone. Then we fall in bed, hoping for sleep, so we can do it again the next day. If we are lucky, our endless striving brings us upward, advancing… [Read more…]
 | captainquaker on arthur |
 | Louise on beauty and blessing, wisdom an… |
| Louise on simplicity |
 | Rob Curtner on Open Hands |
 | allie on soul friends |
March 4, 2011
2