Listening to Mushrooms;


Maybe its me and you, maybe its a divine transmission, it doesn’t matter.
It is the extraordinary life thriving on the decaying matter that offers hope to our world.

Slowly moving, slowly growing – this is art, authored by our mother.

We spend time making things faster and working to communicate through lightening. Our brains are wired to accept instant gratification.
We push ourselves to become impatient with the natural state of things.
when you have known someone through lives, there is time for cultivation. It is okay to step back.
Urgency in love is a myth that laughing with friends can dispel.

Like learning to communicate,
Love is a slow art.

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