In the Origami of Time

Vanilla orchids on the hillside, hot coffee in hand, making art from words, old books, new air, and a road to the unknown. Thinking deeper about what it means to be in our being.

How to unravel our innate sense of wonder -

giving our full weight to what feels unchanging. Time slows, flowers are still blooming, light is still dancing and we lean further into the unpredictability.

These days, anything but ordinary. And it is all rather good for us.