The Truth

The Truth so simple

The Mind explodes

To meet itself

Running back in all things

… Rumi….

Each day we awaken to our worlds of sight, touch, and the sounds that clamor for our attention and response. Each day we strive to achieve and move forward and do so in such an utterly complicated and circuitous way that we return each evening tired and drained from our exertions. When, in Truth, the way is simple and the obstacles we face and disconnectedness we feel are of our own making. Slow down. Open yourself to moving through your day in a new and simpler way.

Seeing is the Truth when eyes grow blind and all that was hidden is seen in its true clarity.

Feeling is the Truth when every sinew, muscle and bone longs for the touch of that which is held in the memory of endless time.

Words are the truth when they are the sacred echoes carried on the winds of transformation.

And of all the truths we may hold as our own-

Love is the Truth that when given freely and unconditionally unifies all in its embrace. For in its simple truth lay the pure nature of what is the entirety and source of everything.

In all your actions return to a state of Loving deeply and fully- it is that simple.