Ziggurat Morning After the Rain
Beauty. Vibrance. Life! Connected by invisible threads am I to This. As are we all.
I observe a bit of angst (yep, sometimes more) when my awareness takes leave of the beauty of this moment and wild mind leaps to a regret from the past or a future happening that may unfold (or may not!).
The slosh and spill of morning coffee on the page isn’t expected. That brings me to the present and into an active response. All the while the beauty of the morning’s sights, sounds, smells is ever present. Hummers flit around the feeder. Nuthatch scurries in a nearby tree. Cool, fresh air following last night’s rain. Tiny cones forming on the pines. Growth, expansion. Life unfolding day in and day out.
Mother Earth spins. From the dark, rest under twinkling skies to dawn’s early light revealing the aliveness of all the Beings in these woods. Rock Beings hosting moss, lichen, and other Life, some visible, some not. Unseen Beings alive and well dwelling here invisible to my untrained eyes. Nature’s way.
Beauty. Vibrance. Life! This is my heart’s joy, its journey, and its song. Wordless words. Timeless time. Spacious emptiness full of Life awaiting. Awaiting what? Recognition?
Connected by invisible threads am I to This. As are we all.
This presence is my anchor in the storms of Life. Carried with me over lifetimes forgotten, yet not. Rising in this time to resound care, peace, love amidst the storms. Rising to stand for Life!
May it be so
that we live in peace.
May it be so. May it be so.
May it be so
that we live in love.
May it be so. May it be so.
May it be so
that we live in care.
May it be so. May it be so.
So be peace in all.
So be love in all.
So be care in all.
May it be so. May it be so. May it be so.
And So It Is.
And So It Is.
And So It Is.
Peace, Love, and Care.
New Green Cone on the Pine