there's yin and yang everywhere for those with eyes

Galileo’s notebook sketch of the Pleiades (Seven Sisters) Galileo Galilei, 15th February 1564 - 8th January 1642

something enormous healed in me and I couldn't even tell you what did it

every dream i have is fueled by the intense desire to hear God someday say, "well done, my good and faithful servant."

Sydney Laurence - "Northern Lights" (1921)

All of this is temporary

Five years old, collecting cherry petals in a brown paper bag with my friend on the sidewalk near our elementary school. Early spring. Chalk drawings on the pavement of animals that don't exist. I could tell you everything. The exact colour of the sunlight, the scrape on my knee

May my grave become a shelter for every creature of God that wanders in search of refuge and warmth.

Wilhelm Kranz. "A Solar Eclipse seen from Earth’s Moon," 1898.

When something actively reaches into the world and tears beauty out of it - out of a woman's eyes, out of a child's laugh, out of a city, out of a song - that's not human. demonic. anything that makes the world less beautiful than God left it is serving something that hates God.

The water knows it knows what you have done and how hard you have tried to be good and when you are walking alongside the sea it follows you like the moon and forms heads and wings and hands and prays over you as you go through your life lonely but never alone

The paths that will lead you to me