Lake Maggiore, Verbania, Italy- bathed in the light of a summer sunset
A Place to Stand I’m looking for a place to stand, a place past judgement and labeling, past anger and hatred, a place beyond fear. My feet keep moving, stretching, searching, hungry to find space where my heart can bloom and my soul can sing. I stay awake and pay attention because this place is subtle, like the flavor of saffron lingering in my mouth. It’s a nuanced spot that only speaks when you slow down, when you reach inside and listen deeply to your body’s wisdom. The location settles you in a contented solitude, a seclusion that moves you past the duality of good and bad, stability and freedom, attachment and aversion. When you follow your embodied experience, you find a place to stand where your being is washed in light, where your heart opens like a flower, where possibility flows like a river over your feet standing along the stony shore.