If you stumble, make it part of the dance - River Maria Urke Watching a romantic comedy, "Champagne Problems", a dialogue between two characters caught my attention: -"You'd be crazy to not be feeling crazy right now" -"Thanks. I wanna be more like you. I wanna be fearless in love" -"You think I'm fearless?" -"Mm-hmm" -"I stumble all the time." -"You do?" -"I've just learned to make it part of the dance". Searching for that quote somewhere, I found about River Maria Urke, her

Your exact errors make a music that nobody hears. Your straying feet find the great dance, walking alone. And you live on a world where...

Sometimes I choose a cloud and let it cross the sky floating me away. Or a bird unravels its song and carries me as it flies deeper and...

Be a person here. Stand by the river, invoke the owls. Invoke winter, then spring. Let any season that wants to come here make its own...

I like to live in the sound of water, in the feel of mountain air. A sharp reminder hits me: this world is still alive, it stretches out there shivering toward its own creation, and I'm part of it. Even my breathing enters into this elaborate give-and-take, this bowing to sun and moon, day or night. winter, summer, storm, still--this tranquil chaos that seems to be going somewhere. This wilderness with a great peacefulness in it. This motionless turmoil, this everything dance

Sometimes from sorrow, for no reason, you sing. For no reason, you accept the way of being lost, cutting loose from all else and electing...

Starting here, what do you want to remember? How sunlight creeps along a shining floor? What scent of old wood hovers, what softened...

There's a thread you follow. It goes among things that change. But it doesn't change. People wonder about what you are pursuing. you have...

Now has come, an easy time. I let it roll. There is a lake somewhere so blue and far nobody owns it. A wind comes by and a willow listens...