March 4, 2006

Kiss of the Wind

This morning the trees in the field out my window are wildly moving with a magical energy. It matched something within me that is moving just as wildly. There is a gap here, too, in this moment now; the wind floats in through the window casing to remind me. We move in this rhythm, feel this breeze, and know. We know in the deepest sense that the magic in this moment is here for us always, always new in the next moment, fresh again and again and again. What sweet bliss to feel the kiss of the wind.

What an even sweeter bliss to feel the presence of the Beloved Friend. You are here in this moment, and this one. And again. I hold you within as steady rhythm and a flow within me. You are a wild flow of warmth, energizing my every cell.

I sit in front of the window,
watching the tree's wind dance,
feeling the breeze blow through me, too.

I witness my Being in silence.
In this moving silence
is the fullness of Presence.

There isn't any other moment.
There isn't any other thing.
This silence is.

5 comments:

Rick said...

Wow. As usual, that was beautiful. It makes me want to go sit and breathe which I am going to do after I finish this comment.

Thank you...

isaiah said...

"Daylight, full of small dancing particles and the one great turning, our souls are dancing with you, without feet, they dance.
Can you see them when I whisper in your ear?"

Rumi

Endment said...

Beautiful

your words nourish my being

Meredith said...

My friends whisper in my ear...
and I am filled with gratitude.
~

anonymous julie said...

Affirmation. Yes. Amen.