Sunday, August 9, 2009

Unbidden

And so we pause, and in that pause we may discover a space, and in that space we may discover something or nothing. A little breeze. And in the spaces in our journeyings we may notice a semblance of a smile, coming from over our shoulder, stealing upon us, unbidden but always entering into the stillness.
All we ever have to do is stop and feel the presence, the glorious presence in every moment, in every when. That's it, right there, right here, right now. It never goes away.

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