Wishing upon a star in the night sky, to realize my most grandest dreams, that are held in the vision of my mind’s eye.
Cultivating patience I Am constantly becoming, like the caterpillar. In its inner most it’s a butterfly destined to fly, in stillness it transforms from a crawling critter into a powerful symbol of growth with wings. A sign of peace, hope, and freedom in the believers eye. A reason to rejoice and sing
Unmoved by the ever moving world. Still I remain, learning lessons from the essence, the center, of a burning flame.
No matter how volatile outward circumstances may be, in my inner world I Am rooted in my being akin to the deep roots of the tallest oak tree.
Many come to drink from the sacred waters of life. Some sweet as figs, some come bearing traits of pigs. To have real love in your heart by grace you may drink freely from the ocean of eternal light.
As the love flows from you the love flows to you. Discover your inner ocean and just let it flow. You can’t hold onto water nor light so just let it go.
Let it go.
Embrace it all, hold onto none.
Realize your inner tides, in this realization the master key to wisdom lies.
Drink of the light.
Be the light.
Share the light.