:: Making pretzels ::
:: We finally have room for watercolor painting ::And yet there are so many moments of presence throughout my days, so much love. And in my practical mind, I cannot help but wonder why I still struggle so much, why my usual tools are not working, why the inner work isn't enough. Why all the muddy waters?
Probably because the river of life is not one long, clear stream... and that it is never the same water that passes through.