January 21, 2021

Jan 21, 2021

Image: Nina Bisognani

I am grateful for every simple and necessary thing: souls with open hearts and listening
ears, both human and creature-kind. 

The achingly beautiful stories of this earth, told in a million, quiet ways: an egg,
hatched; how dusk settles like a rose; the hush of fresh snow amidst pine woods. 

I want to see it all as if for the first time. Again. 

I hope to try and hold on to this mystery in the core of my bones—this earthy and
divine river that flows through all things. But should I find myself unable to contain such
a gift, may it be—I pray—that the mystery holds me.

– Kathryn Yingst