Curling lucid, Fingers 12/11/09 3:52 PM
I truly do as true as you that is. Is it that thing you do that piece you give. A face appears inside your eye lids. A rising tide of inner guidance. As the moon sets our shadows dance. A potters wheel spins as her fingers curl. I can feel your breath spiral down my neck. Dragons kiss in mid flight. Purple black shimmering light. Formless fortitude, inspired by the service. The force that directs you toward the universe. A different version of your own interpretation. Recognized and remembered ancestor teachings. Inquiry has been showing me so much lately. Like low hovering clouds full of crystal clear water. Provided nourishment through the collective. Millions of different elements combine. Synergistic resources, synergism. Interaction of human will and divine grace. Interesting result in cooking one oh one. Driving past a space called confusion hill. Meditating on a field in Ireland. Grass feed by the moisture from the mountain air. Wild Buffalos drink from the lake. An offering mad...