Still working on coming home...

In order to be here now I need to do something with being there then. So I re-work the collage from yesterday, adding plant life and candles, a little altar of sorrow for all that have seen.

"Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase "each other" doesn't make any sense."

Mevlana Jelaluddin Rumi - 13th century