the sense of loving and being loved. Feeling deeply connected to someone.

i can look more deeply at how i stand in this world, what place do I take, how do I fill my space. With what? To what purpose or end? 

What do I give of myself? How often do I connect or disconnect? 

I can offer strangers, fellow passers-by,  a brief moment of connection and a smile of acknowledgement and kindness….

by realizing today is a new day, the past is in the past. 

by being compassionate to and with myself

by keeping what is important in the front of my awareness

a gentle whisper of the universe – reminding me it’s okay, everything is as it should be

a look of understanding in the eyes of a stranger

noticing pearls of wisdom that keep insisting – everything can be a lesson, everything can be a doorway to love

seeing someone enjoy a belly laugh

I notice I find it so hard to ask for help- yet whenever it presents itself, I am so grateful. 

do they hide from us or do we hide them, I wonder?

James, I know that prison you speak of so well, I have built my own. May love and gratitude dissolve those walls and allow us to learn and grow from hurts in the past. Imagine the captive power of the mental jail be utilized for healing and creating peace!