As life becomes harder and more threatening, it also becomes richer, because the fewer expectations we have, the more good things of life become unexpected gifts that we accept with gratitude.
~ Etty Hillesum
No writing on the solitary, meditative
dimensions of life can say anything that has not already been said better by the wind in the pine trees...or the silence and peace that is "heard" when the rain
wanders freely among the hills and forests. But what can the wind say where there is no hearer?