Thursday 29 December 2022
All is well. Always.
This is my world to imagine, to dream, and to create. It is as I feel it…as I see it. As within, so without. The world is as I am.
So what do I choose to create?
In my life, I choose to create a peaceful world by being at peace. I choose to create love by resting in Love…beauty by seeing beauty. I choose to be steadfast in trust. I trust the unfolding. I trust Life. I am surrounded and suffused in grace and blessing.
There is only Safety. It holds us all beyond the clatter and clamor and chaos. Beyond the noise. Beyond the fear, the terror…there is a Stillness that rests unmoved–unperturbed. A Spaciousness. An ever-presence that is somehow Love itself.
I choose to see the world, with all its experiences, as a gift and a miracle. The universe is impossible music. Something—from nothing at all. No damage, no harm, can truly come to this symphony. It merely plays. Somehow, I am the symphony as it plays.
I am The Way as I walk.
I have come here for all the juice of this experience. Expression. Emotion. Being alive.
“I didn’t come here of my own accord and I can’t leave that way. Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.” ~ Rumi
And yet, somehow, I never leave home. I am never lost. There is only an experience of feeling lost—or has been—from time to time. A dream of separation.
As the poet said, “Wherever I am is called Here.”