To sit like
the mountain
To move like
the wind
To burn like
the fire
To flow like
the river
To shine like
the sun and stars
To reflect like
the moon
To be fragrant like
the flower

Space infinite contained-uncontained
In this body-mind-heart-spirit


Dharamshala – fresh snow on the mountains

The potential possibility
The clarity and choice
That One comes into this life with
Born to be
working with
Divine Arts
Zen Arts
Sacred Arts
Meditative Arts
The meeting of the two
The Oneness
Action and Non-Action