We can make ourselves whole only by accepting our partiality, by living within our limits, by being humans not by trying to be gods.

We can make ourselves whole only by accepting our partiality, by living within our limits, by being humans not by trying to be gods.

How do we submit? By not being radical enough. Or by not being thorough enough, which is the same thing.

Geese appear high over us, / pass, and the sky closes. Abandon, / as in love or sleep, holds them to their way, clear / in the ancient faith: what we need / is here. And we pray, not / for new earth or heaven, but to be / quiet in heart, and in eye, / clear. What we need is here.

The world is so full and abundant it is like a pregnant woman carrying a child in one arm and leading another by the hand. Every puddle in the lane is ringed with sipping butterflied that fly up in flutter when you walk past in the late morning on your way to get the mail.

A tree forms itself in answer to its place and the light. Explain it how you will, the only thing explainable will be your explanation.” Sabbaths 1999 IV

To treat life as less than a miracle is to give up on it.