I am on the verge,
the verge of wondrous things or perhaps tremendous calamity.
It really makes no difference. The precipice is the same, the grander just the same.
There is beauty in it all,
Grace in it all,
Peace in it all,
Because all is love.
All is love.
I am whole.
I am complete.
I am not waiting for anything.
I am aware of all that is going on inside and all around me.
There is choice at the base of my every action.
I am powerful and free.
I am responsible.
I am response-ABLE.
Body still.
Mind tethered to the breath.
Ahhh…the sweet taste of peace in my heart.
Emotions flow through me like water, gaining strength as they course through tight spaces and beautifully still as they spread out in a pool in my heart.
Caringly and softly I tend all the banks of the rivers, making room for these waters to flow.
When the rivers run smoothly, without blocks or dams, I am generous in attitude and actions.
Even when the water appears dark and unclear, as long as I pay it attention the flow is steady and calm as emotions fill and empty my heart.
Monday Mindfulness 