The smile of a baby, a wee child or a passerby.

In the garden, sun on my face and hands in the soil.

That when I look inside (an in-look), I cannot find a boundary or a limitation.

Moving from untruth to truth, i.e. moving from what I have collected over this lifetime to who I really am. Realistically, I think I have to take 100% responsibility for this one.

A walk down by the water at sunrise.

By greeting everyone with “Namaskarum” – meaning: the Divine within me acknowledges the Divine within you.

By sitting completely still in silence, and quiet my mind. I then listen to my heartbeat. The heart is a miracle of Divine design – so fragile yet at the same time, so strong. It brings gratitude, wonder and awe.

It is a period of solitude for me. I used to spontaneously travel, but now that is not possible. There has been lots of opportunities for reflection and being still. I feel that the last 12 months has been a strong growth period for me as a result.

By consciously recognizing that we are not the only life form on this wonderful planet and that all life should be celebrated.

By doing nothing, it can often be the best course of action. Stop and create a space and listen.

The deep stirrings and restlessness as part of an awakening.

Just too many to narrow it down to one. But if the song writers view is that there is a highway to hell but only a stairway to heaven, then clearly we have some work ahead of us … LOL

The drive to transcend as well as the selfish motive of trying to pack as much as I can into this life experience.

Rituals are the instructions on doing certain things the right way at the right time for a right outcome. That way it doesn’t matter whether you are the village idiot or the smartest human on the planet, you will be assured of the same outcome every time. I can relax in the knowledge that the outcome is assured if I just concentrate on what needs to be done.

www.gratefulness.org

My morning meditation – grounding myself on the floor, the lit candle, Bella (my dog) settling down beside me as if to share that Divine energy, the gentle turning inward to the silence and stillness, the sometimes spontaneous welling up of tears, the timelessness, the Loving energy that cradles, the limitlessness…

I am not sure what age I am. Some memories seem to span lifetimes. My love of 1970’s rock music suggests I haven’t grown at all past my teens. It is a broad and deep panorama that I feel privileged to experience in my own crazy way each day.

I think it would allow for synchronization with the breath, so encourage flow and greater attention.

Today (26 January) is Australia Day. The indigenous people call it “Invasion Day”. After 250 years I fear many (perhaps most) in this nation just don’t know what the path to forgiveness looks like.

I am sorry… there is no happiness or pride in genocide.