Stillness (training week 1)
Without words you strum a tune The leaves wrestle, The rain… pitter patter Soon the rain fell harder and the wind blew faster But there rang a stead...
Without words you strum a tune The leaves wrestle, The rain… pitter patter Soon the rain fell harder and the wind blew faster But there rang a stead...
I am sitting in Chicago airport right now, waiting for my flight, wondering what to write this blog about. I am so overwhelmed with thanksgiving, joy,...