Wednesday, January 7, 2015

The garden that awaits

"If you knew the glorious end of your journey,
at least half of your attention would be lifted away 
from whatever you now focus on that causes pain." 
-- Rumi

"We are stardust, we are golden, 
we are billion year old carbon,
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden." 
-- Crosby, Stills and Nash

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