Life abounds in unmeasured joy. We are flying things, crawling things, growing things, all breathing together in an unbroken circle. All know this, and it is embedded into our every cell.
Journal of Consciousness, Literature, and Art
Life abounds in unmeasured joy. We are flying things, crawling things, growing things, all breathing together in an unbroken circle. All know this, and it is embedded into our every cell.