Sometimes a single moment of noticing can alter the way we move through the world.
Some understandings do not remain in the mind once they arrive. They move into the body. Into the way you breathe, the way you look at the night sky, the way you hold a snowflake before it disappears into warmth.
And once that kind of knowing enters you, the world no longer feels the same.
Wonder begins appearing everywhere.
This week’s reflection and poem, The Vastness I Now Hold, explores the quiet astonishment of realizing we are not separate from this universe, but shaped by the same ancient unfolding moving through all living things.
