“Let’s squeeze the cloud of thoughts and drink the water of wisdom to quench the thirst of enlightenment. Come, let’s meditate.” ― Sw. Chidananda Tirtha
One listens for echoes….while shedding skin …
the Light expands…
wings become luminous….
This unlearning…..creates a thirst..
What is forged into the memory…
tucks itself into the bone….
How much of ME…is my own…
“When there is thirst for hope, the light has no choice but to shine”
“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.” ― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet
The Soul is that which one is..
The Soul of you..listens to the human she occupies… to
catch the glimpses of being heard…
The human may hear the Soul she is…through the space of
the unknown..
in this not knowing..
where human is ecstatically silent of mind and thought..
listens through the wakened senses….
to what the Soul does long for…
One is guided lightly ….. by this Soul…..Dreaming…
“Put your ear down close to your soul and listen hard.” ― Anne Sexton
We are having a temporary experience, as eternal Spiritual Beings, manifested as the Divine One walking. This rhythm we step to is of the Soul. The lull of expectations and the swiftness of our recognition of our mastery collide and the dance is ever changing in this perfect moment of Now.
You realize the speed at
which you are going to move while ascending. You can reckon the speed at which
you were going while descending. In between, you are too engrossed in the
journey.
“Sometimes now was enough. Sometimes it was everything.” ― Mary Balogh, Simply Perfect
Hope is what keeps us going, but sometimes it's hard to hope. I'm Ruth Gervat, and I invite you to join me on my hope-filled journey, because I believe the best lies ahead.