“The sea crashed,
cooling the sand, unceasing fringe of earth surging. As I stilled I became aware
of the deeper roar of the ocean. Full, fathomless, vast”
So often we live at the edge of our own consciousness. Only paying
attention to what is evident right in front of us. Dealing with the surface of
the ceaseless crashing of our patterns. Or not really dipping deeply into
Spirit. Pretend practicing, instead of fetching the deep roar, the vastness of
our Souls.
That is who we really are. A Universe of depths, where magic whirls. Mysteries within, swimming
into this opens your eyes to the wet marine wonder of your inner world. And once
you can see where you are – you will find that the roar is where you want to
stay.
You will find yourself observing the waves crashing at the
same time as knowing of being aware of so much more when you step into the world. Leaving
wet footprints on the floor..
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