The subtle spark of joy
on the dry wood faith gathers,
embers softly burning
with the breath of thanks,
alive and glowing
as if to warm the earth
for the light to come.
The subtle spark of joy
on the dry wood faith gathers,
embers softly burning
with the breath of thanks,
alive and glowing
as if to warm the earth
for the light to come.
This is exactly where I’ve been for the last few days, Don. Tending the hearth. Even if all we have is a subtle spark, it’s enough. Breathing on the spark is all I could do.
Thank you for speaking into the darkness on my behalf.
I breathe in the breath of Spirit, and I breathe out the breath of Fire, and let that Fire burn as it is wont to burn. I hold the world between my palms to ease suffering and anguish as is possible, as that subtle spark nourishes.
May our hands stay tightly joined, that this Circle be unbroken.
Love the feeling, brother.
Tender,evocative…..thank you, Don.
This work requires so much trust. Thank you, Don, for your words which keep that trust nourished and flowing among us.
A spark on the desert is the voice that I’ve moved with for the past several yrs. the desert wind is clear and refreshing, so beautiful to share
There are those who breathe this way
we know
He breathed on them, and saith unto them
Receive ye the Holy Ghost
We know now there are others who also breathe this way
alive and glowing
for the Light is here
and
for the Light to come