Deep peace of the quiet earth to you. 

Swept away.

April 12, 2018

 

So much in this life can deceive us--honeyed words, inflammatory messages, retouched images, appearances, intentions, algorithms, headlines. And do we trust these sources? Well, yes, sometimes. Oftentimes. And perhaps that's why we so rarely seem to trust ourselves. 

 

In fact, it might just be rarer and rarer to trust in intuition, the voice whispering, 'yes, yes, but *despite* all this noise, here is the truth...' So if we can't trust ourselves, and we can't trust the voice shouting (or whispering) in our ears, what can we trust?

 

Here's my thought and my experiment. Kneel down, hands on the earth, and say out loud to whatever's there--plant, soil, air, wind, sun, rain, moon, sky, solar system, god, goddess, mother, father--I trust you. I have faith in you. I have faith in the unseen because it cannot lie. I trust the cycle of the earth and the rhythm of the tides of the universe because all it wants is my survival, and for survival, I must be content.

 

These forces will bend and flow to bring us together--body and contented soul. That's so much more than we can expect of any material voice or object, and so very easy for what is, at its core, a balanced and fair celestial heart.

 

 

 

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