Wednesday, July 15, 2009


We do well to remember this. And it's not meant to make us despair but, rather, to support us in becoming liberated:

What is life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.

~ Crowfoot, Blackfoot warrior

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