today, as i contemplate the old story of there’s a spirit in everything, Rilke’s words arise organically as do Michelangelo’s…

I saw the angel in the marble and carved until I set him free.

and even more emphatically when he says…

Every block of stone has a statue inside it and it is the task of the sculptor to discover it.

aren’t these words all an excellent instruction manual on how to align with great spirit, rainbow mystery, the one heart, creative process, authenticity?…

yes, listen, listen, listen ever more deeply to our heartsong… release the spirit of the wise pilgrim navigating the journey, the genie always within every bottle/body…

and then, may we all proclaim, free at last, free at last…