The crash of the wave over the granite shore
Dripping away defeated by the rocky cliff
The stability that eventually will be worn down
And drift to the sandy depths of the ocean floor …
At the edge of consciousness.
Each of us
In our own personal galaxy.
We meet in
The space between our planets.
And we connect. An experience
We all know,
But can never fully describe.
On this side there is a great stillness.
On this side I feel the calm.
On the inside I sense it. Breathe. Breathe.
Deeply. Before falling off into
Whatever. Whatever the day brings.
There will be a journey, take it joyfully.
Let the day have its way with you.
Creation include struggle and contrast
That are sometimes so strong. Sometimes
so blinding, you feel like giving up. Breathe. Breathe.
Creation includes satisfaction and joy.
Creation expands you, your mind, your essence,
and our Universe.
We are grateful
The glow of it over the horizon.
Pushing through the clouds.
The contrast of clouds. Cold still there … waiting.
Pressing forward into the day
The light would have its way.
There could be joy and abundance.
There could be sickness and sorrow.
Everything smells new.
A fresh start neither prosperous or bankrupt.
A fresh start
So close, I feel your presence.
Over my shoulder.
Other times out in front of me protecting me
— mostly from myself.
I love the warmness that comes from deep within.
You light warms me, your wings embrace me.
I let you take me
On the edge of the day, I rise in awareness.
I hold back as much of the coming day as I can
Resisting the onslaught, I breathe deeply. Stillness.
I focus. This is where take my stand
On the edge of the ravine
The canyons, valleys not so grand
Mist glides gently into the scene
A mysterious quality, a journey status quo
As it kisses each blade of grass.
Gently the wind blows the planted furrows.
The mist can not or will not embrace the path.
Moving closer to the edge,
I feel the changing of the wind
As the valley accepts its new lover
A display radiates across the chasm.
It looks like a bridge
Frosty and flat from one end to the other
Is it hiding a perilous journey
Or creating an invitation to a great adventure?
Hey! I’ve been laying here. My patience is good today. So we should go for a nice walk. Waiting…
Oh my, he stood up. I think we’re going. I hope he is not just teasing me. It’s important for him to exercise.
When I listen to his heart and lungs, I worry about those skipped beats. When he meditates or walks with me, the rhythm corrects itself. It makes me feel so good hearing that steady bump-pump-bump. I get overwhelmed with emotions.
I can hardly control myself. I love him so much.
Life is Good!
The connection. Something touches us.
Beyond mind, beyond thought some point of innerness.
That special space of consciousness
A place incorporeal from where we are sourced.
It is real.
Not really connection, those are the common words
Used for it. It is like you are visiting a friend who has always been there.
All at once this feeling of I Know You,
Hits and Hits and Hits like the sharp side of a feather.
An anxious tingling takes you to the next point.
Each breath is wonderful. You are fully absorbed in the moment.
Feel it and know this is all of who you are.
Not Body or Spirit … more
Keep creating. Brushstroke after brushstroke.
Word after word. Breath to breath…
Feel the onement with this moment.
Today is a good day. Love awakens.
The feeling of a reasonable night’s sleep
Cool freshness of morning light
Overcoming the darkness of the evening
Quietly and lovingly the coming day happens.
Possibilities abound. Today is a good day.
Clouds frame the coming dawn.
The contrast adds to the beauty.
When the light is blocked,
The beauty still comforts.
The light is still there.
There is light. Today is a good day.