Why is it sacred?

A person is a mystery in a universe unfolding. The time it takes to enter space, explore the grace, win the race, remember all the faces, forgive all of the disgraces, celebrate and leave no traces… well, T.S. Elliot said it all so well: There will be time, there will be time To prepare aContinue reading “Why is it sacred?”

Time=Love

If it were mine, I’d stretch and paint Time. I’d sing a song of vast vibrations, inspiring spirals to cluster. I’d mix dark and light forming every element, discovering every luster. I’d cobble a brush made of gaseous stardust and dapple the pallet with stars. I’d throw it in lumps on a spinning wheel. I’dContinue reading “Time=Love”