"City on a hill,
Untouched land beyond.
A fallow field is
The secret of fertility."
In the frenetic flow of everyday life, it's a challenge to find sufficient rest. What can I do to allow myself the stillness and focus to keep the light of my life aflame? It can feel so fragile and ephemeral, that it's altogether too easy to run everywhere looking for any way to keep it burning at both ends. If that all sounds obvious, then it might be because of the necessity of showing that light fully in order for others to understand what keeps it bright. What is the best way to share without becoming drained or depleted? How can the light continue to shine forth without going out?
Untouched land beyond.
A fallow field is
The secret of fertility."
In the frenetic flow of everyday life, it's a challenge to find sufficient rest. What can I do to allow myself the stillness and focus to keep the light of my life aflame? It can feel so fragile and ephemeral, that it's altogether too easy to run everywhere looking for any way to keep it burning at both ends. If that all sounds obvious, then it might be because of the necessity of showing that light fully in order for others to understand what keeps it bright. What is the best way to share without becoming drained or depleted? How can the light continue to shine forth without going out?
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