When one finally arrives at the point where schedules are forgotten, and becomes immersed in ancient rhythms, one begins to live.
~ Sigurd F. Olson, thanks to Heron Dance
Please call me by my true names,
so I can hear all my cries and
laughter at once,
so I see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names,
so I can wake up
and the door of my heart
can be left open,
the door of compassion.