Last night
Gratitude arose
like a warm flame
in my Heart;
a flame that
came alive
on its own
from within.
Overtaking me by surprise
as I lay there waiting for sleep...
Gratitude arose
like a warm flame
in my Heart;
a flame that
came alive
on its own
from within.
Overtaking me by surprise
as I lay there waiting for sleep...
It was a gratitude of
unknown origin -
not contrived,
or cultivated,
but
deeply felt in the
core of my Heart;
just there...
unknown origin -
not contrived,
or cultivated,
but
deeply felt in the
core of my Heart;
just there...
Only awareness was
needed...
needed...
It was a gratitude,
not for being alive,
not for being alive,
but for Aliveness ItSelf,
for the Aliveness that
is Life;
that dances and sings
the Cosmos
into being;
that imbues existence
with LIFE!
for the Aliveness that
is Life;
that dances and sings
the Cosmos
into being;
that imbues existence
with LIFE!
For the color and movement
of life being lived
in every minute detail;
for the opening and
unfoldment of life
that has its own
course,
its own
way,
unfolding ItSelf in
total freedom of Being.
of life being lived
in every minute detail;
for the opening and
unfoldment of life
that has its own
course,
its own
way,
unfolding ItSelf in
total freedom of Being.
I am truly graced...
With Gratitude -
beyond words...
With Gratitude -
beyond words...
Mystic Meandering
Oct. 2015
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Oct. 2015
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Photo - Mystic Meandering
street light through ice on window
2011
street light through ice on window
2011
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