December 18, 2009

Out beyond ideas of wrong doings and right doing
there are fields . I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in the grass
the world too full to talk about
Ideas, language, even the phrase “each other”
doesn’t make sense.

Rumi


I grew up, playing, at this powerful place. I long to go back there. The sacredness of life is always present. I'm grateful to understand this now.
Blessings
Jeannie

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