I awoke and found it was a new year. Who new? Every day can and even should be a highlyday, miraculous to be-hold– if we are open, attentive and attuned.
If I only open eyes to hear and ears to feel it, see the light shining as shadows, even thru my selfness, my inner divine heart unfurls wide as the universe; then all is well and all will be well in this agitated yet splendid world.
Happy high holy days, friends and foes alike! May you be joyous and well. Put down the entire project for a moment, take a breath, and awaken fresh and renewed.
I know now that there is no unequivocal good or bad, only the wanted and the unwanted, the liked and disliked; everything is subjective. Fast on that provocative thought for a day or year, and see.
