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The whispering thread. Final chapter. Atto XXXIX
Enlightenment, joy and peace can never be given to you by another.
The Well is inside you.
Thich Nhat Hanh.
As E. Tolle wrote in his Power of Now, most people treat the present moment as if it were an obstacle they need to overcome
Enlightenment, joy and peace can never be given to you by another.
The Well is inside you.
Thich Nhat Hanh.
As E. Tolle wrote in his Power of Now, most people treat the present moment as if it were an obstacle they need to overcome
This thought is now part of of my consciousness, consequently I am now aware of this phenomenon in my everyday life. I notice how in the present moment at the store people rush to park and shop and get back out.
I notice how in the present moment, a man walking his dog is
I notice how in the present moment, a man walking his dog is
distracted by his phone, nose down and pulling on the dog to keep going. And, I am guilty of that same thing. I push to get through work so I can get to the store, then go home and walk the dog, then cook dinner, then catch up on email and on and on and on.
So, I've slown down
So, I've slown down
Now I pay more attention to the present moment, now I run in the woods and enjoy the feeling of my muscles pumping on the undergrowth, the startled look on deers and foxes when I pass by, the sun caressing the trees with its warm embrace. Whilst cooking, I inhale the aroma of the
delicious flavours. I am remembering to treat the present moment as Life itself, something to savor and experience, filled with beauty and joy, expanding with good beyond my imagination. So, I want to share with you this recognition, a prayer of affirmation, if you will.
Sitting in a space of gratitude, there is the recognition of the One Divine Intelligence that is kindness and compassion, beauty and joy, shining light and love over all of creation. One Creator
One Power. One Presence. One Consciousness. This One Power and One Consciousness is
One Power. One Presence. One Consciousness. This One Power and One Consciousness is
made manifest with my life. It seeks expression through me. Its beauty flows around me. Its elegance lives as me. I am pure bliss and light itself. I embrace the truth that no matter what, I am fully supported in all that I do. I accept that I am unique, traveling a path that is
mine alone. I graciously accept the bounty of miracles and blessings that flow into my life daily. I welcome the expansion into ever-increasing good that comes as I take divine right action. And, I affirm that as I bring my full awareness to the present moment, a feeling of joy
and serenity overtakes me and reminds me that I am the beloved of the Creator. I am grateful for the clarity of my thoughts and actions as I remain in the present. I give thanks for the love that surrounds me, even in the smallest of ways, a song that makes me sing along,
the proustian smell of freshly baked bread, the smile on the faces of my loved ones, the stars shining like diamonds embedded in the velvety dome. The moonlight wishing me goodnight, the sunshine greeting me in the morn. And I say Thank you to the One for the peace that surrounds
me in every moment of mindfulness. From a place of peace and joy, I release my prayer to the Supreme Consciousness surrendering and letting the Divine in me take care of the how. It is done now in amazing ways. A life well lived is my prayer. And so be it.
To my Soul Family.
To my Soul Family.
The Walker.
I've walked so many paths,so many years
with me only my words my dusty tears
a flimsy poem to sate the day, withdrawn and only rhymes and memories all gone a worn-out lullaby to keep the night at bay and wander through the sight of alien dreams, mute, to steal a kiss
I've walked so many paths,so many years
with me only my words my dusty tears
a flimsy poem to sate the day, withdrawn and only rhymes and memories all gone a worn-out lullaby to keep the night at bay and wander through the sight of alien dreams, mute, to steal a kiss
To feel again the light,
an empty bliss.
Is there a piece of your soul I can borrow?
Just for a little while to sense again my sorrow.
Be wary stranger, be wary of my angelic guise, keep it away from me, keep it safe until sunrise, when the morning song will dissipate my lyric
an empty bliss.
Is there a piece of your soul I can borrow?
Just for a little while to sense again my sorrow.
Be wary stranger, be wary of my angelic guise, keep it away from me, keep it safe until sunrise, when the morning song will dissipate my lyric
pain. And with a forlorn step, I will embrace another path, again.
Alex Dalassio, August 2013.
Alex Dalassio, August 2013.
To be continued. Good night.
“When we dance, the journey itself is the point, as when we play music the playing itself is the point. And exactly the same thing is true in meditation. Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate moment.”
“When we dance, the journey itself is the point, as when we play music the playing itself is the point. And exactly the same thing is true in meditation. Meditation is the discovery that the point of life is always arrived at in the immediate moment.”
