"Music is what language would love to be if it could." John O'Donohue
From the beauty of the changing sky, from the trees, from "the ancient conversation between the ocean and the stones," we always have the choice, the opportunity to create an inner landscape of beauty.
Beware, in this world, of mistaking glamor for beauty.
Learn the art of inwardness, for there in the presence of inner beauty one may find one's true home.
You never walk the same path twice, or twice sing the same song, step in the same stream twice or write the same poem twice.
Trust your own encounter with primary sources. How do we know beauty? We feel more alive in its presence.
Our family awaits the arrival of a new life, growing. The essence of primary source. In this crowded world, here, too, is beauty.
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