hidden longing of the heart
this poem from mary oliver found me a few days and is still visiting
the dream of my life
is to lie down by a slow river
and stare at the light in the trees -
to learn something by being nothing
a little while
but the rich
lens of attention.
~ from Entering the Kingdom
XO
p.s. this rose is called "dark desire", which to me really means a hidden longing of the heart
p.p.s. ♡deep bows of love & gratitude♡ to all the women who joined me for the live video satsang today and for holding the space of stillness, allowing the heart to be heard and unveil its true longing