Hopefully, I’ve said these things to you before, but it seems like it is important to say them again.
But as green begins to cede its control
(if it ever really had it)
space is made for other voices.
Complete joy in the seeming absence of it. This is one of the mysteries of our faith.
Keep close to Nature’s heart… and break clear away, once in a while, and climb a mountain or spend a week in the woods. Wash your spirit clean. ~ John Muir
Crowds represent many things to us – some are welcome and some are not.
I can forget I am but a drop of rain rather than the ocean.
I lift up my eyes to the hills –
from where will my help come?