The art of happiness is to serve…not just those you choose to serve…not just at times that are convenient to serve…not just from the excess reserves…but to serve…all.
The art of happiness is to serve…not just those you choose to serve…not just at times that are convenient to serve…not just from the excess reserves…but to serve…all.
Sometime you have to leap from the edge of the familiar to allow your true self to shine.
Even as the north wind blows, full of power and force, bearing down on my bow, a peace and stillness comes with the setting sun. I surrender fully to this moment. Grounded and centered, feeling my emotions, my passion awakens.
When I am truly present, I feel each experience within my body. I receive it with my breath. I prod it with my thoughts and explore it with my feelings. Then, as I peel away these aspects of experience, these many layers of me, my inner wisdom welcomes that experience, absorbing it like a sponge, until that experience becomes me.
When the layers dissolve, all that I experience is me.