Cloudy Thoughts

Clouds move down the hill sweeping past my window.

Sometimes I see clearly, bright sun illuminating the hillside and water.

Sometimes I barely see anything as mists and clouds embrace me.

No matter how transient weather dances,

Earth remains below, around and before me.

No matter circumstances of life,

no matter ancient wounds within,

no matter lack of understanding,

no matter unknowing,

God, Eternal Presence, Divine One, Source of All, The Light,

 The Heartbeat, The Holy One

remains below, around, before and within me.  

Who’s not to say but transient weather dances are beautiful!

So let’s say too, in a loud voice, ‘Life is beautiful!’

Not always sunny,

often foggy,  

not without suffering and surprises,

                             yet holding hidden moments of joy.

In all God is calling to me ‘Come my child, Come my beloved one. Keep your eyes on me and me alone. I will show you the path of life’.

Let the clouds come, the mists swirl, even the fog ,

 the earth remains my home,

my temple not made with hands.

Within that temple I hear a humming, a love song for us all.

Shh…Listen with me….

Love and prayers

Anne

Mystic in Motion

Companion on the Way with Contemplative Fire

Contemplative Fire Canada, Founder

Society Member with Shalem Institute for Contemplative Living

Companion with The Rivendell Way