These last four months of the year go together as beginning, harvest, fruition, celebration, and rest.
I feel myself in the pause as though just being is enough. Last night I sat outside with the stars and crescent moon. During the day, I sat under a maple tree looking up. This morning seeing light arrive later, I light within. I am candle, illumination, trust.
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
Did it seem a little lighter this morning or is it that I’m staying in bed a wee bit longer to reflect. We’re upgrading our Trust, which means I saw my younger brother is still there as someone who would help oversee our desires when we pass.
Yesterday I watched this beautiful talk with Michael Lerner and Francis Weller at Commonweal. I recommend it.
I woke this morning permeated with Einstein’s words:
“There are two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.”
I met a friend yesterday for a walk to Tennessee Valley Beach. We were the only ones to walk through wind and mist to arrive in a sheltered place up near the rocks. And then the sky cleared, and still we were the only ones there, and the tide came in up close to us and then went out.
Hours passed as we spoke of life and death and what it means to us to be “here” right now, this moment, blessed!