brenda ungerland

The bud stands for all things, even for those things that don't flower, for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing; though...

one day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice--- though the whole...

winter solitude a world of one color the sound of wind basho

in the depth of winter I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer. albert camus

the new life I have a feeling that my boat has struck, down there in the depths, against a great thing. and nothing happens!...

our inner light at times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. each of us has cause to think with deep...

one heart grace as we make ready to eat this food we remember with gratitude the people, the animals, plants, insects, creatures of the...

each season live each season as it passes; breathe the air, drink the drink, taste the fruit, and resign yourself to the influences of...

one real key ....for every real lock there is only one real key and it’s in some other dream now invisible it’s the key to the one...

what hurts the soul? to live without tasting the waters of its own essence rumi