my delicious loose ends
“Every rain cloud, however fleeting, leaves its mark, not only on trees and flowers whose pulses are quickened and on the replenished streams and lakes, but also on the rocks are its marks engraved whether we can see them or not.” —John Muir, My…
For the month of June, I’m crafting a new daily practice. My goal in bringing it here is to unify the activities that enrich my life, despite external and internal pressure to fragment and compartmentalize who we are.
“…even in the presence of the least petal and the slimmest grass blade, we are but humble guests of the grassland.”