The mind creates the abyss, the heart crosses it.
`Sri Nisagardatta Majarah
Grape Hyacinth
When we begin to see though the illusion we once took to be 'me', there is a simultaneous emergence of our true nature from the background, where it has been waiting patiently for us to sober up from the intoxication of seeking.
~ Bob O'Hearn
Narrow
And as if perfectly on cue the cardinals began adding their song to the symphony of sound.
Day 500
The Goldfinch have returned..yesterday there were two. Today there are seven. I am hoping the whole flock returns..
