Constant Attention
“Desire demands only a constant attention to the unknown gravitational field which surrounds us and from which we can recharge ourselves every moment, as if breathing from the atmosphere of possibility itself. A life’s work is not a series of stepping-stones onto which we calmly place our feet, but more like an ocean crossing where there is no path, only a heading, a direction, which, of itself, is in conversation with the elements.”― David Whyte, Crossing the Unknown Sea: Work as a Pilgrimage of Identity
To explore, get away, wander
To return, anchor, deepen
Ebb and flow
In and out
Exhale and inhale
The dance of being
The song of presence
The gift of gratitude
Porous heart
Open arms
Fresh eyes
Attune ears
Rapt attention
To the space, place, sacred, expansive ground of now.
“To name a place requires us to be in a place. It requires us to resist dreaming of where we should be and look around where we are.”― Pádraig Ó Tuama, In the Shelter: Finding a Home in the World

