Only by our deliberate interior work to realize a world within and yet beyond our self do we make this glad discovery. . .
Winter cannot recall the fullness of summer, Nor summer the trees grown stark and cold, So seasons pass in the footsteps of each other, Never growing younger or ever turning old.
The autumnal equinox marks the beginning of nature’s quiet retreat, a return journey back into the great “storehouse of life” wherein she will rest for awhile before becoming active once again. We see this same dynamic principle of outflow and […]