Breath. Rises and falls.
Just this sitting. There is peace.
Sun shines and birds sing.
meditation is a practice
coming back to reality ~
here i am.
taking care of oneself in this reality ~
i feel my body. i feel any tension or pain.
staying open to reality ~
my heart has the capacity to hold
sometimes it is just enough to know you have the capacity to love,
to be moved by someone, to feel.
even that can be a window to the deeper love.
the love that carries us all.
may you know that you are worthy of such love
and that your love is a gift to this world.
you wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t.
the thing is, around every corner beauty is waiting to be seen,
anxiously calling our attention.
love is calling to be held close and to be given away.
beauty and love.
sometimes they are disguised as the wind dancing through and with the
willing, swaying trees.
sometimes they are disguised as the little ants working together in
purpose or in laughter from a good joke, or the taste of your favorite
food, or the look in your beloved’s eyes.
sometimes they are hidden in struggle and grief, pain and loss.
but they are always present.
can we see the beauty in our broken moments?
can we hold ourselves with love?
sometimes the beauty we find and the love we discover are in how we
respond to life.
we have the capacity of heart to respond to life with openness, with a
spacious quality that allows. love allows.
so we still ourselves.
becoming aware of our breath.
we listen with fresh ears.
we look deeply.
and we stay open.
everything is a miracle, every moment sacred.