Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Interconnected

In every moment of every day we can feel separate. In every moment of every day we can feel connected. We feel apart, then we feel a part of the whole. Absolutely interconnected. Sharing - borrowing - molecules, emotions, thoughts, receiving, holding and transmitting.
What glory it is to be a part of this amazing creation. Fusion following confusion.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

The Sparkling Spring

Even amidst the turbulence, there is a place of peace, and where is that place? It is not a place out there: it is a place in here, for it is a place of being.
Be in that place and the world responds elegantly and with flow. And so it all begins with you, it is all about where you are, and it all flows through you. When you are in that place, there is no sensory difference between you and your world. We have all experienced this in our own way: when you are in the ZONE everything is ONE. It always is.
From that place of being creation is unbounded, relationships flow, goals manifest: the sparkling spring.

Saturday, June 27, 2009

A gradual process

What if you could reach an enhanced level of awareness where you knew and understood more? Where your life has more flow. What if the self you know is only a fraction of the whole self? Suppose this is a gradual process of life discovering life. Understanding what was not understood. Living, as though for the first time. Sharing as though it matters.

Friday, June 26, 2009

There and here

Today there is rain. Even so, I don't feel different. The weather is out there and it is not in here, it is not in me, in fact it is not me. We can each create our own weather and we can weather any storm, though I sense there is sunshine ahead.
Imagine, sunshine. Then enjoy the feeling of imagining sunshine. And notice how good it feels to be alive even on grey days.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

This Blog Begins

Welcome. Every thing has a beginning and everything has an end. And this blog has just begun.
What is the intention? To experience blogging, to see what comes to me, to offer what I can. Who knows what will become of it? Who knows what will become of anything? Yet, we do what we do. We are who we are, though we may know it not.