This fog filled morning
the bright lights of our family room
illuminate the whale.
Leaping with joy, he flies
Up
Up
Up
he flies
beyond the froth,
far above the hills.
Eyes open wide,
he smiles,
joyous,
wondering,
celebrating the glory of being alive,
his great flippers just like wings
as he propels
himself toward the sky,
and then, married to gravity, falls
to the depths of the sea
with sheer abandon,
announcing his place in the world.
Let go and love the way the world turns. Be with it. Allow it. Notice it. Even, embrace it. When you rail against it, you become part of the same energy that stopped the flow at the beginning. Be the holder of it. Know that it, too, has a destination to, finally, merge as one with all. Listen deeply to your heart inside and those things you know are anciently true. Trust in your essential wisdom to lead the way. The world is in flux. You will find your way. “All things must pass.” Let them go. May I be…
Dancing in the water, the bright orange sun winks at me through the branches of the pine. The ceiling falling is nothing, being present to such beauty.
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