Soaring above
The life I knew before
Transcendent
From all of the past I’ve lived
Grateful
For transformation, inner realization
Growth & processing
All of the old to be born anew
I take flight
Wings spread wide, open
I am guided
Spirit knows me & cares for me
I am safe & secure
No harm can befall me
Because what I am is beyond
The relative
I am infinite
I am Truth & Love,
Joy & Bliss
And these things are untouchable
Unstoppable, eternal
I am & always will be.
The rain has been pouring down for days. I look up at the skylight, a square grey and white image – part of a tree peeks into the view through the window, blowing gracefully in the wind.
The raindrops are deliciously clear, clean, refreshing, rejuvenating – large drops falling on the window pane in circles that ripple out into expanding rings. Mesmerizing. If I blur my eyes, I can see God.
As the rings of water overlap, the patterns on the glass glitter subtly, and the images of the trees dance in the background. Back and forth, back and forth, waving in the wind. The sky is the lightest shade of grey, and vague outlines of wispy clouds drift by.
Simple awareness, the pleasures of the senses – free and abundant to all beings equally. These are the true joys of life. These are the true treasures, and yet they are hidden from us so much of the time. We hide them from ourselves, as we go through life in a state of distraction. They are so simple that we often do not notice these sublime gifts from God.
Right now I feel immense gratitude for these simple blessings. I stare out the window at the rain like I’ve never seen rain before. Such a wild and wonderful divine creation, nourishing the Earth with its wetness. Drops of water hang from every branch, and every red berry. Nature’s beauty is unfathomable. It’s ubiquitous, and yet so commonly overlooked as we rush from place to place, from activity to activity.
Here, in the stillness, there is profound peace, profound settledness, and appreciation for the incredible gift of life that I am continually inhaling and exhaling.
And here now, I am fully alive. Here, now, I am reveling in the gratitude that I feel to be in this body and on this Earth.
I am not always so grateful, but right now I feel humbled by God’s generous goodness and graciousness, allowing me to live one more day.
The sun peeks out from the clouds, illuminating them, a soft silver. And as I feel the hint of warmth from the window across the room, my heart leaps with the innocent joy of a child.
The raindrops keep falling – somewhere, there must be a rainbow. I sit on the floor, my legs enjoying a stretch with my heart open wide, reaching for the sky, warmed by the sun. I feel some hardness around my heart, and I yearn for the day when it will crack open and melt, but for now I just feel it in its fullness.
I am so lucky to be here as an artist. Noticing every subtle nuance, every detail, every drop of this divine creation, I share it with others, and it ripples out into infinity.
Sweet honey chia seed smoothie with cinnamon delights my tongue – my taste buds are invigorated, dancing.
The clouds have covered the sun again, thick and grey. And the wind howls, sneaking in through a crack around the window, breezing across my face – fresh and cool, awakening me.
In each moment, I am a little more aware, as my consciousness continually expands, and my appreciation grows deeper and deeper for the goodness of it all.
The birds are chirping, singing about the early arrival of Springtime, and funny memories of Spain tickle my mind.
I relax into a deep state of well-being. And laughter erupts from my lips.
Hardness around my heart space
Is melting in the rain
But then I resent is presence
And it hardens once again
It starts to travel up my throat
I want it to leave me
I cough and try to push it out
And again it constricts my heart tightly
I realize that in resenting it
I’m creating a vicious cycle
I need to fully befriend it
And my past with all it entails
I took this on many years ago
It protected me from permanent damage
And now I don’t need it anymore
But first it must communicate its message
So I open to the hardness now
I accept it and befriend it
I ask it what it has to say to me
I feel it deeply as in silence I sit
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