Why are we
drawn to the sea? Forgiveness, purification and the opportunity to open our
heart of hearts into a vastness of willing neutrality that so few recognize,
yet return frequently to re-experience the enchantment of a willing,
unresisting listener. It is true. The element of forgiveness, that which is
called water, composes most of your humanness by Divine Design. All of life everywhere is a flowing, changing
sea of opportunity. Learn from your sea,
how she nourishes the earth and sky, how she supports life. A shoreline is a cliff, a privileged look at
the meniscus of two different, yet peaceful co-existing energies. Earth and water. Earth and space.
The aura is drawn into the higher frequency of the water world. The impurities are transmuted wave by wave until a joyful emptiness qualifies the void. The magnetism of so vast a frequency is, dare we say, addictive. What do we seek in the neutral emptiness? At-one-ness. The blessing of forgiveness, the flow back home. Listen to the Listener.
How quickly are indentations cleansed from the sand! Thoughts are footprints scoring the ethers. Become the sea. Notice what mars the shorelines of your life. Listen and forgive. At least, listen and try to release.
Because we brave the rain, the cold, the chill and wind, we are blessed with adventure. What discerns the awake from the somnambulant soul? The song of the seeker. Give voice to the muse that enchants you and inspires you to great humbleness and compassion. The mystery of love forever enchants the seeker. Do not feel forsaken when signs elude your fevered searching.
Oh anxious heart, closer to God you are than ever you might realize.
Rumi
The aura is drawn into the higher frequency of the water world. The impurities are transmuted wave by wave until a joyful emptiness qualifies the void. The magnetism of so vast a frequency is, dare we say, addictive. What do we seek in the neutral emptiness? At-one-ness. The blessing of forgiveness, the flow back home. Listen to the Listener.
How quickly are indentations cleansed from the sand! Thoughts are footprints scoring the ethers. Become the sea. Notice what mars the shorelines of your life. Listen and forgive. At least, listen and try to release.
Because we brave the rain, the cold, the chill and wind, we are blessed with adventure. What discerns the awake from the somnambulant soul? The song of the seeker. Give voice to the muse that enchants you and inspires you to great humbleness and compassion. The mystery of love forever enchants the seeker. Do not feel forsaken when signs elude your fevered searching.
Oh anxious heart, closer to God you are than ever you might realize.
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