"The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing."
-- John Muir
I feel this tonight. Today when I lay on the acupuncture table, I was thinking of Rilke and the Book of Hours. I find myself tonight feeling like a newly born foal, still wet, ready to stand and nuzzle the world. I think new places in me are being born, new stars.
