“Look deeply,” She whispered. “The day is almost done, but there is more – yet a little more beauty for you to enjoy.”
Look Deeply
Tag Archives: Spirituality:Finding Mine
Infusion
These times require me to seek and steep in an infusion of love. A million messages a day invite me to choose compassion or loathing. In a millisecond of scrolling, I am dragged to gutters of rage or the deepest of heartaches.
I can’t deny the algorithms I trigger with every click or like, nor the cumulative effect these choices have on my sensitive soul. But I am certain, if not always willing, that the next Right Action is always compassion for myself and for all beings, closely followed by choosing infusions of love to fortify my heart.
“Our mind is like a garden, and we are the gardener. We can cultivate flowers or weeds. Whatever we plant and water will grow. Every piece of information, every conversation, every image, every sound we take in is a seed. If we are mindful, we can choose which seeds to water – whether they are seeds of joy, peace, and compassion, or seeds of anger, fear, and craving.”
Thich Nhat Hanh
Golden Scissors
Similar to using the Golden Key – a loving practice of forgiveness – I hope these Golden Scissors give you permission to let go of the past and live more fully in the Present.
Where Sky and Water Meet
I absolutely love that illusionary line where sky and water meet. Sometimes I think it has something to do with the firmament God created, hovering over water. Sometimes I imagine this as the sacred space where heaven and earth touch. But mostly, it is just beauty.
Election Results
If I let this election make me angry and bitter, afraid or less trusting of my fellows, then I have lost. Let me resolve to listen and love more deeply … no matter what.-citizen of the Sovereign Self.
Silent Companioning
Sometimes, a moment brings joy I could not have imagined.
Yesterday, with Les just across the table from me, and gentle breezes and soft keystrokes the only sound around us, I paused.
“Can it really get any better than this?” I thought. “This silent companioning of being lost in our own worlds of writing in this beautiful place?”
These are the good days. The good moments. Thank you.
Your needs are not a problem.
