The air suddenly became more pure today .
Dismal darkness of a tyrant fading …with lessons remaining .
Love IS a legacy and will only happen when we choose it again and again …and again .
Hope is a dream both visionary and real .
It carries us through days and nights of cold and fire .
It inspires us to do what we only imagined the day before yesterday .
And we are today reaffirming Freedom .
Amen .
Walking along the shoreline away from the light .
It had been hidden from sight .
Slowly pausing , my feet upon he sand , I turned around to see the beautiful shifting
in the sky .
The water calm and shimmering and the clouds giving way to the sun’s light
like a delicate dance heading into the night .
The longest night has come and the light slows it’s beating heart . Rest into your dreams and warm your spirit with peaceful twirls turning into sleep .
The longest night has come and brings promises of new light . Lean into the winter’s darkness and feel the quiet inside of your heart’s sight .
The longest night has come and sings lightly to awaken your patience and creates stirrings of hope .
The longest night has come and invites you warm yourself in a blanket and to tenderly create visions of whats to come .
A single moment can change everything or so that’s how we perceive it . Rather it’s a string of moments leading up to one that grabs hold of our desire , our purpose , need . And yet I can be in awe of a single moment and it’s power .
In a single moment one can transform sadness into possibility by taking pause and inviting the experience of gratitude into view .
Gratitude takes us deep within our connections to life . It where we can sense the continuity and beauty of life and our role in it . A single moment when gratitude wells up from inside and flows outward into life nourishing where there is famine and healing where there is brokenness . And there is the peacefulness of gratitude.
The outer flow of rushing about , tactile closeness with all that we seek , filling holes in time and mind abruptly called to cease . A jolt has come .
Suddenly there was silence .
Empty streets and roads eerily made space for contemplation . Birds became renewed in the absence of man’s busyness and their songs rang out in sweetness and joy . Their freedom to soar and to explore quietly inviting a look into one’s soul .
Suddenly we could see .
Sacredness in each breath of all living things is known like never before . “Don’t take my breath away ” we call out while our absence from the hectic activity we crave has been healing the air . The glory of nature set free , her colors rebound as if touched by magic , while we enter a passage …what will we discover ?
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