She’s the place you came from, your first home, and she’s the map you follow with every step you take.
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. Buddha
Ash is the ultimate reduction, the bare soul, the last truth, all else dissolved. James Hillman
The doors have always been there to frighten you and invite you — David Whyte