sacred
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As I walked home from town the other day, I noticed the sad sight of this butterfly on the pavement in front of me. Nearly dead. Prematurely dead on concrete that wasn’t its destiny. I walked past at first, my heart somehow ached for it. And then I went back, slowly, no one was around…
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Today Wake up to a new you. This one, the one here today Different to yesterday. What do you say? Just another day? Or the start of something new For incredible, beautiful, loving you. How will you be today? Not what will you do, or what’s to get done But how will you be. For…
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Embrace the sacred reality emerging just in front of you Fill the space with love and joy Create presence by being presence Emanate love into essence Feel your way into existence The world is yours Each precious life moment Make curiosity the mode of your eyes Wide eyed wonderment of childlike openness To live in…
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I’m on a train to a place I’ve never been to on the train before On a day that’s never been lived before In a life that’s never been in existence before With people on this train who’ve never ridden together before Through countryside in which the rivers flow uniquely today And grass that’s blowing…
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Take a moment and have a look at this photo. What do you notice? The Misty shrouded mountain top? The Stone wall? The Green fields? As I stood and looked at this scene just before Christmas, the thing I noticed was the gaps. Gaps. Intentional spaces between a barrier, or border, space left open. A…
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Are beautiful aren’t they….but not very useful Unless we remember the bees Sometimes flowers don’t make sense What do they give us, when survival matters No food, nor sustinence Just colour Just joy Just beauty Just the moment To watch, and slow down Look at the flowers, say the mystics Look at just one, every…
James Ballantyne 