Posted by on Mar 23, 2020 in Sandy's Blog | 4 comments

It rained all night, soft, gentle rain. This morning, I walked outside, and all the blooming trees glistened under the clear sky. The trees sparkling in the sunshine with fresh green leaves and tender blossoms, their fragrance filled the air – air wet and sweet. I am enchanted by drops of rain, like diamonds glimmering, twinkling, caught by the gleaming sunshine. The garden is dripping with beauty falling from heaven’s light. How glorious this ever changing wonder of The Forever One that is being All That Is. There is no logic and the intellect is stunned by this Everlasting Beauty that prevails as All in all. We are anointed with the holy waters of a most perfect Love, Eternal Love. The heart smiles knowing that Spirit is forever renewing Itself as eternal newness, constantly revealing Itself here in the world we see. The Child heart is touched with the tender bliss of knowing there is an essential ongoingness within the Changeless Unseen Essence of All That Is. We feel the depth of our own intrinsic youthful freedom of the Soul, the Child, alive and well, open and receiving this Infinite Love, right here, always here. The Child lives this dynamism of Spirit, the Essence of all that is. The Child enriched, communing with the Living Light of Awareness and the moist fertile beauty in the garden blooming with gentle joy.

4 Comments

  1. 3-24-2020

    Sandy – Oh! – Sandy,

    “We are anointed with the holy waters of a most perfect Love,”

    –YES!!!–

    walt

    • 3-24-2020

      Yes, such a beautiful world of Yes It it so –

  2. 3-24-2020

    Sandy, thank you—

    ‘This morning, I walked outside, and all the blooming trees glistened…’

    &

    ‘…an essential ongoingness within the Changeless Unseen Essence…’💕

    * * *

    Of the landscape

    Out of the midst of silence
    rising over the roof of the cottage
    the elegance of feeling the view
    wandering for a whole morning sky
    over the smooth green hills,
    there is something remarkable in it
    of impressions, from fear to loveliness,
    till I rest finally a piece of brilliancy
    my body made up of
    curves of the landscape.

    • 3-24-2020

      So true, stay within the heart upon the high ground of those gentle hills of green –

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