i place my feet upon my mat each early morning, and pray; “May this Practice be the Earth Witness within me, then, may my Spirit soar…”
i place my feet upon my mat each early morning, and pray; “May this Practice be the Earth Witness within me, then, may my Spirit soar…”
the Sacred River calls ilg toward lullaby…half-naked i trek toward her, flyrod in hand, tiptoeing toward my Beloved like a secret lover appearing as the sun washes away. inwardly i pray; may ilg not catch anything save for the Go(o)dness which is my River Sister, as sacred to ilg as is the…
“ Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built.” ~ Rumi
Despite the fact that the entire place is run like some sort of aging Texan mafia, and that nearly every staff member is a walking heart attack just waiting to happen, they are also all deeply adoring of kids, family, and really, really good southern-style food. And, of course, all things Texan.