The river of life
A haven of green. The scent of the Earth strong with sweet
flowers. The sun’s intense glow way up over the canopy of ancient trees
whispering its rays through the thick bed of branches that protects me from the
heat. A soft warm breeze plays around me, inviting me to stay in its berth. The
birds speak their singing tunes, which need not be explained. And even the
children’s loud banter blends into this harmonious portrait I have the
privilege of sitting in.
And as I sit here, feeling grateful for this abundant
experience, I smile, knowing that sitting here in perfect gratitude, admiring
the grace of life, fulfilled and joyous, I am being of service to this immense
world we live in – not by doing anything, but by doing no-thing and being
every-thing. Knowing that as much as I love to create and actively materialize
these creations for the joy of all, I equally love stillness and realise that
the balance resides in nurturing both creative passion with active
participation and serene stillness in loving gratitude.
The ebb and flow of the river of life requires this in order
to keep its balance.
The enticing, adrenaline driven whims of modern society
perpetuate drama so it can perpetuate itself. The question is: what is it that
perpetuates you?
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