RUMI.
As Rumi suggested, perhaps we look in the wrong places. When we pause and take time, we can sense where we are being called to look.
It is like an old country song which suggested we are looking in all the wrong places.
RUMI.
As Rumi suggested, perhaps we look in the wrong places. When we pause and take time, we can sense where we are being called to look.
It is like an old country song which suggested we are looking in all the wrong places.
There is always a dogmatic mind and dogma that influences the way we see the world and speak about it.
When we let go of our opinions, perhaps we improve our vision. We can never see clearly, but we can see more clearly as we let go and allow the sediment to settle.
When we look at a tree, is it just a tree? Or, is there more to that tree? It is likely the home to birds and other animals. Perhaps, rather than a home, it is a resting place during the day or seasons that pass. It is a place of shelter provides food, offers shade, and many other things that are overlooked in our daily passing of the tree. What story does it tell? We only know when we stop, close our eyes, and listen to the tree.
When we look into the infinite space that is the Universe, we watch a slow dance that we are part of even when we do not feel we are part of it. It is in the silence that we find in that dance that leads us forward like a great dance partner, never stepping on our toes.
A part of integrity, often overlooked, is to be open when we make mistakes and be responsible for our actions. Although I believe the world acts on us and we on it, to be masters and mistresses of our destinies means being and becoming responsible for the who we are always becoming.
It has been a few years since I snowshoed, but it brings being outside during an Alberta winter to life. It does make for a perfect day.
This is a wonderful quote from George. Love from the heart is pure love. From the heart, we can give it without asking for anything in return. It is letting go in a passive way.
We find ourselves in those quiet, still moments. Paradoxically, we lose ourselves there, as well.