In the Face of a Falling Leaf

In the glowing and transparent skin of the falling leaf, are intimations of a life well-lived.  I am reminded of the faces of my many wise elders, my faithful mentors. 

 

 

Eternity of Possibilities

Even when the path forward feels endlessly frozen, I feel premonitions of an

eternity of possibilities bubble to the surface. 



Infinity In the Fall of a Leaf

In the autumn of 1964, the brilliant fall of Japanese maple leaves around temples in Kyoto, the ancient capital of Japan, created for me life-time memories of wonder and joy.  Now, as those memories are stirred by the fall of Japanese maple leaves in Canada, I am reminded of our international connectivity and of the possibilities we now have for collectively contemplating what may create a more joyful global community.