“I dream of journeys repeatedly/…The road changing from glazed tarface to a rubble of stone/… Among the tin cans, tires, rusted pipes, broken machinery, —/ One learned of the eternal/…Once I was something like this, mindless,/ Or perhaps with another mind, less peculiar/…I learned not to fear infinity/…The dying of time in the white light of tomorrow/…The lost self changes/…All finite things reveal infinitude…”
Stefan, you are absolutely amazing and are a true advocate for mindfulness and being in the moment, your father is so proud and Im sure you heard him in the wind. james
Stefan, you are absolutely amazing and are a true advocate for mindfulness and being in the moment, your father is so proud and Im sure you heard him in the wind. james
So nice to hear from you James, and your kind words and reflection mean a lot to me!