the ground of our spirit

Each passing year, we are asked to return to the ground of our spirit in order to go on.
Each passing year, we are asked to listen like the seed for our crack of light in spring,
to listen like the brook for our soft gurgle in summer,
to listen like the leaf for our orange face in fall,
to listen like the snow for a quiet place where we can powder down and rest.


Quote: Mark Nepo, Seven Thousand Ways to Listen: Staying Close to What is Sacred

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