“Begin at once to live, and count each separate day as a separate life.” - Seneca
In the resting repose of silence, one finds the saturation of solace to be a perfect connection to the sacred alignment of all that is alive and filled with breathtaking harmony. Flowing through the abundant nature of individual atonement, the feathered transparency of unconditional love rests in the solstice of self through the journey to awakening.
Outside my tree house window, the ...