I watch the great , wonderful trees outside my window move with the winds with ease . And when I pause with intention then the rhythmic flow of my breath in concert with my heart is what I know to be a bit of grace .
Swept up in moments of resistance , simply said, creates more resistance . How delightfully good does it feel to breathe deeply out and smile ? Dreams in the day and dreams in the night of a joyous life for all .
Laying down the resistance to living in the truth of the heart .
In my mind , heart and soul my joy comes alive in the adventures of travel as well as amongst the quietness of trees . Adventure is adventure . And exploration is invigorating wether with satchels or suitcases or a walking stick or airplane .
How many times have I felt a deep and instant comfort in traveling ? More often than i can recall . It is the home within myself that rises to the surface during an adventure . An outer exploration becomes an inner connection .
And sometimes when it is time to say farewell to the spontaneity and the fun of the unknown my spirit may feel heavy …for a bit and also renewed .
Until I am again near the loving souls that I can’t imagine life without ,and are also home in my heart , my spirit dances with new sight . The limitless and deep connections to all life are always beckoning .
The word travel seems too small to convey the true unfolding of what occurs if you choose it . I choose to step into the adventure and to dance with it . And finding rest in the quietness of love and contemplation amongst the trees and in the sky and roaring ocean waves . i am alive .
It’s so often right in view . The glorious beauty and mystery of life interwoven with past, present and future into one thread . That thread connects us all . The layers of living moving through time and space as one and yet still all at once .
The beauty and the mystery forever intertwined in each breath .