Category Archives: Remembrance

I Wish the Leaves Will Tell You

Posted on January 22, 2017 by Virgilio Gavia

I do not know what to say. I just wish that the leaves on the ground can talk and tell you that even in the depth of winter it still feels like Autumn.

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More Than Enough

Posted on December 2, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

Alone in this cold Grey November morning. In this moment, I deeply surrender to the pale sunlight, the silent leaves, the wet grass that is still green. There are no birds, no songs, only the fluency of silence, the knowing … Continue reading →

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A Revelation

Posted on May 24, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

Morning breaks I turned inward and looked to the east. It is all about coming back to where it all begins. It is all about what is true. It is all about deeply remembering. It is all about longing and … Continue reading →

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He Knows, He Understands, He Remembers

Posted on April 30, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

He lives his life the way it used to be and a little bit more. There are times when he is so quiet and he knows why, and he understands and then…he remembers the deep resonance and distant echoes of … Continue reading →

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The Fullness Of Our Humanity

Posted on February 24, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

There is a certain kind of rightness when the rain pours and flowers bloom. There is gentleness when moonlight quietly slips through a slightly opened window. Everything perfectly connects in the highest order of things. They are deep expressions of … Continue reading →

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Weaving Dreams

Posted on February 16, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

I know how it feels to look out the window and see a grey sky and naked trees on a quiet Saturday of a cold February afternoon. I do not see any birds. But I am fully aware of a … Continue reading →

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That Deep Love

Posted on February 5, 2016 by Virgilio Gavia

I don’t know the logic of the universe as to why there is this mysterious geography that separates peace and suffering. I don’t know why people have to endure harsh times many times over in their lifetime. But do we … Continue reading →

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Just Go Gentle

Posted on December 23, 2015 by Virgilio Gavia

The cold wind gasps, the clouds weep. It was their last time to see and to say goodbye to that departing leaf of autumn. Everything has changed. Their world will be different from now on though they will still go to work, brush their teeth, drink … Continue reading →

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A Silent Language

Posted on February 14, 2015 by Virgilio Gavia

A solitary bird, a brown leaf in the dead of winter, and a black & white photograph of a flower arrangement in an old container. They all speak in silence to the human heart.