Where is Pope Francis? Has he been silenced by the Church? Or have we silenced the part of ourselves that he embodies?
Is white death bleaching the coral reefs? Or have we ceased to nurture the dark abundant waters of our own body?
Does a violent terrorist attack our nation? Or do we see the face of our own anger in the shadows?
Isn't it obvious? Those who feel such a visceral hatred of gay people that they must punish and kill them, really punish that in themselves which they cannot embrace.
Who is Donald Trump? The contraction of the American heart against its own pulse of inevitable expansion.
As for the summer rose, once open, it can never close. Our duty is to boldly savor the beauty of the Possible.
It is time to drown in the fragrance of the great Mother.
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