May All Beings Be Well
Torn down enough already this morning (A poem by Ken Mckeon) To furnish a junkyard, The chained dogs, my New found friends, They bark...
Tag: love
Two is the Loneliest Number
“When I look inside and see that I am nothing, that is wisdom. When I look outside and see that I am everything, that...
Love Thy Neighbor
Our children and grandchildren will live in a future that we are now creating. So why aren’t we trying to leave them a more...
The Dance of Earth and Sky
A tree is an entity whose very purpose in life seems to include the task of conducting water from the darkness of the earth,...