I am from... a valley filled with living water. I am from a dry field surrounded by ant hills with the train tracks nearby. I am from the rocks, the soil, the magnificent mud pies built in solitude. I am from a mountain of falling and tears. I am from the precipice, surprised by graces of splendor, eagles soaring–hidden life unfolding. I am from a nest of love, getting crowded with a growing daughter and a funny man. I am from a gravel road, on a pathway looking at the animals with all my love. From beginning to end, I am full of love and growing…
In this world,
hate never dispelled hate.
Only love dispels hate.
This is the law, ancient and inexhaustible.
-—The Buddha
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