Deep in the belly of winter, we continue to chew on the lean lessons of rest and trust.
Trust that there will be an end to these dark days.
Trust in the pause, in the holy unknown, in the waiting.
A seed knows how to wait for at...
A blanketed hush lays across the fields now. The land seems to be saying, “shhh, no more talking now.” Feathers swell and fur thickens. Hibernating frogs rest on the bottom of creek beds. Misty breath emerges from the stolen dens of...
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