I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Yea, on the glancing wing of eager birds, the softly pattering feet of furred and gentle beasts. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord: Not borne on the morning's wings of majesty, but I have set My feet amidst the delicate and bladed wheat. I come in the little things, Saith the Lord.
-Evelyn Underhill

Monday, January 9, 2017

A New Day


A darting fear—a pomp—a tear—
A waking on a morn
To find that what one waked for,
Inhales the different dawn.
-Emily Dickinson




Sunday, January 1, 2017

A New Beginning


We must learn to reawaken & keep ourselves awake, 
not by mechanical aids, 
but by an infinite expectation of the dawn.  
— Henry David Thoreau

Dawn in my woods

Thursday, December 29, 2016

Friday, December 23, 2016

Tuesday, December 6, 2016

Listen to Your Heart


"Are the stars too distant? 
Pick up the pebble that lies at thy feet, and from it learn the all."
—MARGARET FULLER


Friday, November 25, 2016