There’s a Place In Between All of This

Where the wind dies down and the light increases. Just for a moment, we are given the ability to remember that all things are loosely connected like baby’s breath caught in an old garden spider’s web. I’m feeling much more connected to such things these days. There’s a place in between all of this where the sights are much more divine than what our tongues can twist into words. May the new year bring more connection to greater things. The little things… yeah?