Divine's Lips

               As the expression of the Divine, of Creation in form, Life, and the Source of Life breathes through us. Indeed, we are breathed by the Divine, by Creation by Life itself. To ponder the image that we are the lips of the Divine.

               That this day our bodies, our thoughts, our spirits would feel Life’s breath moving through and upon us like our lips feel our own. That this day our bodies, our thoughts, our spirits would know the resonance of voice and every movement giving shape to the Life’s and the Divine’s own words. To know we are breathed by Creation itself. We are the lips of the Divine. May such an image guard the sacredness of our body, mind and heart.

“I would love to kiss you. The price of kissing is your life. Now my loving is running toward my life shouting, What a bargain, let's buy it” ~ Rumi

Circle of Breath

A morning walk, the first with a hoody sweatshirt and sweatpants for warmth. Left before the sun fully stretched and watched her as she pulled back the night's quilt from the mountain. And with the Sun's rising, I saw my breath.  With each exhale outward I walked forward into its glistening dance.  Something inside whispered, "Remember this."  In my meditations I focus upon the breath, the Circle of Life.  This morning Life gifted the Gift of walking inside the circle and then dancing beyond. Love's Clarity

May you  know the stillness of your breath, see the Circle of Life and then walk into its Dance.