| You are there as a willing worker in the field, ready to move a large clump of [[earth]] out of the way so that a [[seed]] can grow. Being [[ready]], being willing, is more than half the battle. Many times, however, when you seek to take the entire undertaking on by yourself, you undermine your own [[good]] [[intentions]]. In addition, you deprive your [[peers]] of the [[opportunity]] to help. Oddly enough, these life [[opportunities]] provide you with little lessons in [[harmony]] -- harmony with your [[God]], harmony with yourself, and harmony with your [[environment]], including your fellows -- and if there is one [[thing]] we all [[enjoy]] it is [[harmony]]. | | You are there as a willing worker in the field, ready to move a large clump of [[earth]] out of the way so that a [[seed]] can grow. Being [[ready]], being willing, is more than half the battle. Many times, however, when you seek to take the entire undertaking on by yourself, you undermine your own [[good]] [[intentions]]. In addition, you deprive your [[peers]] of the [[opportunity]] to help. Oddly enough, these life [[opportunities]] provide you with little lessons in [[harmony]] -- harmony with your [[God]], harmony with yourself, and harmony with your [[environment]], including your fellows -- and if there is one [[thing]] we all [[enjoy]] it is [[harmony]]. |
| How nice it is, now that the storm has passed. The air is clear and clean. The birds are [[happy]]. The dust has settled. We can [[proceed]] now with another day in the life of springtime [[unfolding]]. And your life unfolding as it should. How it warms my [[heart]] to be your [[friend]] and to have these respites with you, these [[quiet]] [[moments]] of [[friendship]] between the realms of our [[being]]. What a [[wonder]] that we have come so far in such a short time, to be so at [[home]] in this [[paradigm]] of [[reality]] which we have created by our [[desire]] to lower the veil between your world and mine. | | How nice it is, now that the storm has passed. The air is clear and clean. The birds are [[happy]]. The dust has settled. We can [[proceed]] now with another day in the life of springtime [[unfolding]]. And your life unfolding as it should. How it warms my [[heart]] to be your [[friend]] and to have these respites with you, these [[quiet]] [[moments]] of [[friendship]] between the realms of our [[being]]. What a [[wonder]] that we have come so far in such a short time, to be so at [[home]] in this [[paradigm]] of [[reality]] which we have created by our [[desire]] to lower the veil between your world and mine. |