Friday, August 2, 2013

Without Filter

I call the sun orange not blue. That is what I was taught. The night is black not white. That is what I was taught. At the moment of the Big Bang every element necessary to form a galaxy and a blade of grass were present. Only the form and label, what we see, were absent, yet we cannot deny they existed even then. Today, may I release the filters, definitions, and judgment and see all is All, and All is here. Creativity creating unfiltered unveiled.
“This is love: to fly toward a secret sky, to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment. First to let go of life. Finally, to take a step without feet” ~ Rumi

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