How very beautiful it all is. Beauty is the divine messenger speaking to my heart, singing to my soul. It comes unsolicited and just smiles at me and shows me the way. This entire situation in our world is pointing us back to our Self. Our Self, the one that is Real, and Lives as Love’s Eternal Light. We are like a field of wild flowers, such grace and beauty, the flowers blowing in the wind. Springtime arrives and the hills, the mountains twinkle and shine with this bountiful joy. This beauty takes us deeper into the holy mystery. In the stillness of the world, I am listening with childlike wonder. I feel the magic, it arrives, this love song of the Infinite expressing in the soft colors of a holy spectrum of light. Watching the flowers dance with the light, the same knowing light that fills my eyes and sees it all with love. This paradise of peace resides in the Reality of my Soul, here within me. It is an unbound joyful soul that captivates me with its gentle whimsy and wonder. I hear the divine laughter and it sets me free. Finding my Self I become fearless, vital, alive, bare and vulnerable. I am in awe of this pure heart of the Child. Such extraordinary strength in the most tender, delicate, and mysterious power of Love