Wave bursts, wild shore. Each pattern its own Dream…
The rocks bit into me as I sat, just stubbed my toe too. Holiday
makers, my judgement on their apparent
lack of consciousness grated my consciousness. Who am I to judge? And where on
earth did this disquieting thought come from? I sat for long – actually unable
to send the Love I wanted to FEEL for the Whales who had beached themselves. And
judged myself…
Quieting my mind from all this body chatter and inner
chatter, I attempted to sit still. I realised I will never be satisfied, I
would always be seeking… And in an
illuminated second (it really was a FLASH) I knew that it’s ok. Just drop the
story Tass, stop your own judgement, stop looking out and when you look in…
look with compassion. Embrace yourself, and have deep, deep compassion for
yourself dear woman. And just be. Be in this very present moment, watch each thought float off, watch… See the waves burst, see that you are your own Unique
Beautiful Pattern in this Divine Dream, as all Others are…
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