to step back, now and then, from the possible to take rest in the impossible: to stand without trajectory in the God-given weather till the soul's identity begins to come with the weathering: to get off my own laboriously cleared and maintained trails and back onto the pristine hence unmarked path by moving, any old how, toward interior nakedness; toward silence; toward what Buddhists call "emptiness" and the Christians "poverty in spirit"....David James Duncan
2 Comments:
great pictures
Moty
9:11 PM
It was wanderful spending time with you and your family Both Claudia and I loved it.
Just opened your blog looking at the pictures. Awsome.
Moty and Claudia
9:15 PM
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