I’m fettered and chained up in clay;
I struggle and pant to be free:
I long to be soaring away…
– a Sacred Harp spiritual from The Barn At The End Of The World
You have only to allow yourself to be there, to touch deeply each thing you encounter, to walk mindfully and to help others with the whole of your being.
– Thich N’hat Hanh, The Barn At the End of the World
If they only knew they just had to stand still. – Mary Rose O’Reilley, The Barn At The End of The World