Once upon a time The Translator, in the darkness, bade us ask ‘Hello heart! How are you?’ and Dog understood. And our heart replies these days: i am still aching healed, yes, longing, true stillness was the key tears to soothe sorrows gratitude to breathe -Dog

We long for   A moment when our contours are dissolved and becomes part of everything and everyone Body more than mind A place to feel togetherness A place without mingling, without conversation, without prestige A church without religion A pause filled with all hours we lived through, where time…