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




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