We have only begun
to imagine the fullness of life.

How could we tire of hope?
– so much is in bud.

How can desire fail?
– we have only begun

To imagine justice and mercy
only begun to envision
how it might be
to live ass siblings with beast and flower,
not as oppressors.

We have only begun to know
the power that in us if we would join
our solitudes in the communion of struggle.

So much is unfolding that must complete its gesture,
so much is in bud.
And we have only just begun to love the Earth.

When I went to NJ for Tracker School, I was one day earlier and decided to eat in a restaurant and spent the night on the beach. So I finished my meal asking the waitress for a taxi to take me to the beach. She called and said I should wait beside the road, it will be there in 20 minutes. That sounded strange but since I was not familiar with the customs here I followed the advice. So I stood for 5 minutes already in dusk when a huge blue bus stopped right in front of me. The door opend and I asked friendly “taxi?” The man replied “yes” and in I was with my huge bag. He drove on and we began to chat. I found out that this wasn´t a taxi but a bus serving the homeless people in the woods. There was a washing mashine, a dryer, a shower and the possibility to watch movies. And my driver was a minister. We spent the whole evening together, I could sleep in the bus and the next morning he drove me directly to BoyScout Camp for course. When I went off bus I suddenly became aware of the big sign right in front which said: “God is Love”. So my taxi came directly from God – that gave me chicken skin for a while….