The Roads’ nature is its own. It exists, it is, well before you arrived. It will be there as a fabric long after you are gone. For this cloth has...
The Roads’ nature is its own. It exists, it is, well before you arrived. It will be there as a fabric long after you are gone. For this cloth has...
At a planet level, Life is changing rapidly around us. Sadly affecting everyone’s lives. Much of what we took for granted now exposed or being exposed. Just how thin these...
Pause now for a while or moment or two. Before you have to rush off, a few moments requested, not more. For a wonderful little adventure awaits if you give...
All my troubles seemed so far away. A song perhaps about sadness and loss. Of missing those that you knew, those you felt safe with, able to say anything without...
Happened a moment History, it happens without ceasing over and over and over again. Each new second past is a moment we can’t change, will never be able to change....
(This assumes “The Craftsman plies his hand to the craft” has been read.) Perhaps that most amazing aspect of this journey. You are the craftsman of your own vessel. But...
When considered all, nature is constantly changing. Wind comes and goes, storms, sunshine, rain, cold, warmth all as a part of this soup we experience. Yet all of these change...
Captured this photo this morning. It is the most perfect of views, capturing all that is Life. For in this photo is our most perfect of atmospheres, that which sustains...
From generation to generation the craft handed down. Each adjusting, trying different techniques, using variations on the theme. Hours and hours, lifetimes sometimes spent tuning and adjusting the design. Refining...
In the background or right in front of us, the universe does what it does. Constantly spinning, moving, changing just as the ordered chaos it is, is supposed to. Possibly...