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

Wednesday, October 07, 2009

does this still work?
I feel like I am looking at another person's blog...but as I look close I think I recognize a younger version of myself...I think I remember the sights and words and the feelings that accompany them...I wonder how to connect that person with the person I am now...after all the travels, the people and the places...who am I now?