A wee child toddling in a wonder world, I prefer to their dogma my excursions into the natural gardens where the voice of the Great Spirit is heard in the twittering of birds, the rippling of mighty waters, and the sweet breathing of flowers.
Here, in a fleeting quiet, I am awakened by the fluttering robe of the Great Spirit. To my innermost consciousness the phenomenal universe is a royal mantle, vibrating with His divine breath. Caught in its flowing fringes are the spangles and oscillating brilliants of sun, moon, and stars…
Penetrate the heart of just one drop of water, and you will be flooded by a hundred oceans…
I say “I Am”. You say “I Am”. But can there really be two I Am’s? Can the I Am be split between “me” and “you”?
There is only One I Am, one Consciousness, dancing as many. Oneness delights in its infinite, and infinitely creative manifestations…
Beyond our histories, prior to the dream of our remembered pasts and projected futures, beyond the colours of our skin, our religions, our genders, and preferences, I am what you are – consciousness itself – and the recognition of that, the remembrance of that, we can simply call… LOVE.
How One-derful it is to meet beyond the imagined boundaries of separation, and know Love.
Wake up, little world! Wake up…
~ Jeff Foster
Thoreau got up each morning and walked to the woods as though he had never been where he was going to, so that whatever was there came to him like liquid into an empty glass. Many people taking such a walk would have their heads so full of other ideas that it would be a long time before they were capable of hearing or seeing. Most people are blinded by themselves…
~ John Cage
You never know how strong you are, until being strong is your only choice.