We can't enchant the world, which makes its own magic; but we can enchant ourselves by paying deep attention

Love is the best school, but the tuition is high and the homework can be painful.

The further we distance ourselves from the spell of the present, explored by our senses, the harder it will be to understand and protect nature's precarious balance, let alone the balance of our own human nature.

I watched her face switch among the radio stations of memory

We can't enchant the world, which makes its own magic; but we can enchant ourselves by paying deep attention

In rare moments of deep play, we can lay aside our sense of self, shed time's continuum, ignore pain, and sit quietly in the absolute present, watching the world's ordinary miracles. No mind or heart hobbles. No analyzing or explaining. No questing for logic. No promises. No goals. No relationships. No worry. One is completely open to whatever drama may unfold.

Everyone admits that love is wonderful and necessary, yet no one agrees on just what it is.