"you massage the universes' spine the way you twirl through time and leave shadows on the sun.
my love is the windsong, if it is up to me i will never die.
if it is up to i will die tomorrow a thousand times in an hour
and live seven minutes later.
if it is up to me the sun will never cease to shine
and the moon will never cease to glow
and i'll dance a million tomorrows in the sun rays
of the moonwaves and bathe in the yesterdays of days to come ignoring all of my afterthoughts and pre-conceived notions
if it is up to me, it is up to me and thus is my love, untainted,
the wind is the moon's imagination. it wanders,
it seeps through cracks,
it ripples the grass, explores the unknown.
my love is my soul's imagination.
how do i love you? imagine." — @saulwilliams
Every time I come upon these lotuses in the lake in my backyard, I'm reminded of Sahasrara, the thousand-petaled lotus that represents pure, divine consciousness and the state of samadhi, or total awareness of the present moment. One pointedness of the mind.
It brings about a certain kind of nostalgia, because I've been there before. We all have. Every single one of us has experienced total presence, a deep knowing and understanding of the nature of reality. We've been enveloped in all encompassing love and bliss. We've tasted our own divinity as children of the cosmos, floating through space for a lifetime... and eternity. We've simply forgotten.
These little reminders from Mother Nature show me that this one-pointedness of the mind is available to me whenever I truly desire it. After all, the only moment that ever exists is the present one. I'm responsible for breathing into it and recognizing it's perfection.
Spirit is always sending us these kinds of messages, little gifts that pass us by all to easily if we're not paying attention.
What message has the Universe shared with you today?
"There is a voice that doesn't use words. Listen." // Currently. 😍
"When you're a mountain person, you understand the brilliance and beauty of contradiction. The way land can be your greatest teacher. How something can be both grounding yet elevating, intoxicating yet clarifying, ecstatic yet soothing, wild yet serene, intensely primal yet patient, mysterious yet familiar, and constantly shifting yet predictable in rhythm and cycle.
Mountains hold us on edges and wrap us inside the sensation of safety all at once. Every element is present, and every sense heightened. They are a still point in a turning world.
There is nowhere else to be except exactly where you are.
And I don't know of anything sweeter, or more magic inducing than that."
— @victoriaericksonwriter 📷: @dr_derek