Patience is a mark of truest love. Patience deepens love over time. When we open to patience like a flower, we enter the soul of matter. We marry the little strings, and together they tie and they bond, and show us how everything is connected and imbued with spirit....
“True adventurers have never been plentiful. The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate. Half-adventurers–brave and splendid figures–have been numerous. But each of them had a prize to win, a goal to kick,...
ask the hawk, he knows how you take my love across wild roses’ bedand tie the bottom corners to my ankles how shadows can stretch us, twist us,re-shape us, eventangle us but never break us how soul touches soul on the lips and you take my wristknowing it’s...
I always write about the sea because, well, I just really love it. But today I was going over some of my old photos, from both Venice and back home in Sofia, Bulgaria, and started reminiscing about how much I love canals too. Particularly, how Venice was a love at...
What I love about this drawing by Leonardo da Vinci called La Scapigliatta (1508) is that there is a certain sense of humility and purity in her image. The messy hair and faint loose lines remind us that the sacredness of our being isn’t about being perfect as...
Purity, like devotion, may sometimes be regarded as a grand unattainable thing – high minded, even abstract. But the essence of purity, and its practice, is something we can find in our ordinary day, and in our ordinary gestures; and as you read along, dear...
