The waters span wide. The air open and clear. We fly in a world of abundance yet so often we swirl in competition for the perfect bite. Jockeying for our place in the sun. Diving deep for what feeds us with such reckless abandon. But, when we soar gently on the currents of the air, watch intently for the tell-tale shadow that slides below the glistening surface of the water, in that moment the abundance shines clearly …soaring and diving, not in fear of what others might take from us, rather in knowing there is plenty and we can in every moment be freely and completely fed.
Feeling so blissful.
Finding my joy.
Sensing my balance.
Knowing my strength.
Freeing myself to be me.
Re-think…Re-see…Re-feel…the world around you.
Nothing is locked into its purpose, function, or place in your life.
Contrast arises in our experiences as a guide. Like bread crumbs scattered on the path, contrast draws attention, redirecting us back to the path, pointing out the direction in which we should head so that we can find our way back to what nurtures and restores us.
As the sun rises, it is not our task to seek what is missing but to marvel in all that is there.