This Sunday

Tending the Wellspring of Life and the Wound of the World

Companied  by birds and trees when walking  in silence

Attuned to all the Keepers

Feeling the edge

between Void and Space

Staying with

Iterating all the small actions stemming from basic goodness

Coming to Ground

in community  and belonging

Within the Whole

The black hole holds the holly light

🙏