History And Memory Share Events;

...when We Say We're Looking For A Spiritual Adviser, We're Really Looking For Someone To Tell Us What To Do With Our Bodies. Decisions Of The Flesh. We Forget To Learn From Pleasure As Well As Pain.

But Sometimes The World Disrobes, Slips Its Dress Off A Shoulder, Stops Time For A Beat. If We Look Up At That Moment, It's Not Due To Any Ability Of Ours To Pierce The Darkness, It's The World's Brief Bestowal. The Catastrophe Of Grace.

Trees For Example, Carry The Memory Of Rainfal. In Their Rings We Read Ancient Weather - Storms, Sunlight And Temperatures, The Growing Seasons Of Centuries. A Forest Shares A History Which Each Tree Remembers Even After It Has Been Felled.

Long After You’ve Forgotten Someone’s Voice, You Can Still Remember The Sound Of Their Happiness Or Their Sadness. You Can Feel It In Your Body.

Any Given Moment - No Matter How Casual, How Ordinary - Is Poised, Full Of Gaping Life.