Spring has come and once more, we gather at the feet of the Master; this time,
in the mountains. We dance, we celebrate and like the last remaining snow, we melt.
The Beloved is on fire! He invites us to rise, to let go, to sail into the unknown.
He shares with us:
Sail Forth – Steer for the deep waters only.
Walt Whitman
Reckless O soul, exploring. I with thee and thou with me.
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared go.
And we will risk the ship, ourselves, and all.
What a blessing it is to take part in this gathering of thirsty hearts! Thank you,
Beloved, for being the sun in our lives, nurturing us so that we can blossom.
