“Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are ‘patches of Godlight’ in the woods of our experience.”― C.S. Lewis
“The third answer is the most difficult one to grasp, but it’s also the one that can save you. The love you lost, or the love you wished for and never had: That love exists eternally. It shifts its shape, but it’s always there. The task is to recognize it in its new form.”― Susan Cain, Bittersweet
In the sacred act of pause.
In a walk in the woods.
In the quiet of morning before you enter the world.
In a clearing, a wide-open field.
Space, margins, room.
Tend to and be tended to.
Love resides, resounds, reverberates.
Sit here a while.
A peace that passes understanding.
This place, this hour.
“Happiness, not in another place but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.”― Walt Whitman