Unsure 12.15.11

Unsure 12.15.11

I walk along new Music in my ears, Spirit Trance, wonderful it is.

I look to the sky, the beautiful moon, the stars, a thin layer of clouds.

The dogs are alert and sniffing along the bank of a pond.

I am lost as I gaze up at the sky, noticing a long thin cloud.

I watch it grow from a wisp to a broad swath.

The moon glides through the clouds, and a feeling wells in me.

My eyes fill with tears, my mouth quivers with sobs.

Tears stream down my face, this though is not grief.

Unsure I am but is this rapture?

The thought crosses my mind, I am in this world but not of it.

There is a far greater presence today. 

This essence of being is so very with me, consuming me.

As if I am here but not here, part of something so much more.

I write this not knowing what will come next.

Tears stream from my eyes, that music still mystifies my ears.

I look around, even the dogs are giving me quizzical looks.

As if they sense it too.

I’ve been up since three, meditation, Qigong,

and some exercises I’ve done

My, what a glorious start to the day.

I’ve been in a quandary of late; things just seem out of place.

Then this morning moves me so,

back to my essence, our essence.

I remember the service Christmas in Song.

Nine people on stage giving their all and I sat there watching.

I envisioned them as nine luminous lights, glowing across the stage.

Radiating love through song.

So I leave you today with a thought I think

and often mentally verbalize during each day.

Radiate an aura of unconditional love and compassion

for all life in all it's expressions.

For in the end, if God has created everything.

We are all part of everything, 

and we are all one with everything.

All My Love Alwyas, Keith

It's difficult to believe in yourself

because the idea of self is an artificial construction.

You are, in fact, part of the glorious oneness of the universe.

Everything beautiful in the world is within you.

Russell Brand