The sages have whispered across the generations the past is the future yet unformed.
A mist in the horizon.
Let us not sink into sorrow.
Reach out with anxious hands.
What has not yet.
This is the day.
Let us rejoice and be glad.
Let us rejoice.
And let us.
In this very moment.
There is freedom.
From the longing that pulls us out of ourselves.
From the endless search for more.
That leaves us hollow.
Can we let go of old greed.
Release the tangle of worry.
And rest in what is already here.
Let us root ourselves.
Let us root ourselves in the breath.
Feel the rise and fall.
Like the tides that have always been.
Let us ground ourselves in this place.
Let us ground ourselves in this place.
Noticing the song of birds weaving through the morning light.
The hush of wind in the branches.
The soil steady heartbeat.
All of this.
All of this within us.
Around.
This sacred land.
Unfolds whenever we are present to it.
With each mindful breath.
We are.
Every step brings us closer.
To the fullness that life has quietly offered.
All of us.
High on.
Today.
I am determined to release the rush.
The strain.
The need to prove or possess.
I will not chase after what does not fulfill the heart.
I will not chase after fame or power.
Or the glitter of distraction.
These lead only.
To end this.
I.
Shall learn to know what is enough.
To live simply.
To live in simplicity.
In this way.
I will make.
Time to be fully alive.
In each moment.
In each moment.
Allowing my spirit to man.
My heart.
I will be present for those.
Who I love.
Not someday.
But.
May my heart grow.
With compassion.
May my heart grow.
With forgiveness.
May my heart grow.
With patience.
May my heart grow.
With equanimity.
So that I may reach out to others.
Caught in the web of yearning.
Offering them the gift of presence.
The stillness.
Of this moment.
I ask the guiding ones.
The protectors of the way.
To keep me steady on this path.
To lead me to peace.
To joy.
To the quiet freedom that flows when we live close to our deepest self.
So may I fulfill my soul's highest calling.
Walking this earth.
Awake and aware.
Awake.
In a way that is trusted.
True.
And blessed.
In a way that is trusted.
True.
And blessed.
In a way that is trusted.
True.
And blessed.
In a way that is trusted.
True.
And blessed.
In a way that is trusted.
