You have a good point. I'm trying to make a point. Everyone has a point of view. But God is the vast space of intelligence without a point. God is pointless.
Poems are maps for getting lost in the wilderness of your heart, where everyone can find you. I love to explore the liminal space between word and silence, poetry and meditation, gathering circles whether in person or online. Wherever even two or three are gathered, there is the Beloved.
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