“It is told to me that I came once to my mother with these words: ‘Mama, I have drawed a man’s body, shall I draw his soul now?’” ― Robert Louis Stevenson
In the living garden within me there grows a Tree with branches flowing with Knowledge. A profound wisdom moves in the limbs of my body/mind. All the difference is made to my day when I know this wisdom is mine to use.
My being is the nurtured expression of a Grace-filled Mind. I am the beloved human of the silent One who moves me through this dream of time as I remain in the timeless gentleness that is the ever-present moment.
With soft attention to that of me I never see, hear, touch, taste or smell but know, I become eternal once more.