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.
Think with your heart. Have faith in your instincts. Place yourself in unfamiliar positions and you just might find you are more comfortable and happier than you ever imagined you could be.
I do not need high walls, thick armies, or heavy artillery to protect me.
I need just listen to the quiet, gentle voice within to know the path to victory.
My greatest strength is my inner knowing.
A rhythmic flow of thoughts, sensations and movement ripple along the surface.
There is a stillness in that rhythm, a fluid sense of presence, direction, clarity and completeness.
There is no pressing onward, no need for more. In the stillness, I am the me that I am to be.
So why do I seek waves and torrents when the stillness is the essence of my being?
Able to move great vessels
capable of such fury
so humbly bowing
at the edges of the earth
gently curling up
and cradling its shores
I am but a drop in this vast ocean
and yet without me
the ocean would not be complete.
Follow not the bright star
that leads from above,
but the light from within
that guides with pure love.
May the littlest spirit of celebration inspire in you the greatest joy.
