in my discovery, the depths of life, and where my practice comes into play, is in the presence and reflection of it all, in the development of awareness for, and being open to learning from the forces in life. ebbing and flowing between student and teacher, wisdom and ignorance, grace and ugliness. witnessing when i am lost and then found, when i’am hopeless and hopeful, kind and horrific, divine and human.
it is in these reflections of my life that i find myself walking with God.
Of late, our walks have been in the late afternoon when autumn sunlight is nothing less than heavenly. Admiring the most dramatic of all seasonal changes. discussing the joyful highs and the depressing lows, the gratitude and the heartaches, the what ifs, and how comes of life, and the cosmic theology of the infinite possibility of it all.
Together bandaging wounds of the heart, warrior wounds i like to think them as. healing wounds of a life well lived with a silk strong thread of wisdom in mistakes made and blessed achievements received.
As i rest and move within the dynamic currents of this life, my important relationships, and personal growth, i often ponder “how to make these better, God? how do I nourish my life, my relationships, and my growth? how do I make it better for those that i love, for you (the universal whole) and for me”?
“keep it simple, be kind, and be gentle,” says my walking partner, “it is here that love, in all its form, colors, and expansion is nourished,”
Thru soulful eyes 