Presence and awareness.
People and stories.
Patience and process.
These are the preparatory harbors that lead us to the oceanic experience called our lives.
Available
At hand and among you – tangible and touchable.
An invitation – near and knowable.
Streams unveil that ease is My pace.
Gladdening light, My soil and vase.
“Like this.” “Like this.” “Like this.” “Like this.”
Fire, flowers, and flow insists.
Smile speaks Me.
“Beauty” mirrors Me.
“I Am”.
Are you?
Re…spect.
It doesn’t mean to kiss up.
It means to look…again.
Re…spect. In other words, re…eye.
To respect is to take a second look.
The second look finds a book under the cover.
The second look sees the soul that swims beneath a role.
The first look shakes hands. The second look holds hearts.
The first look just sees shoes. The second look is now wearing them.
Look.
Again.
Whatever is renewing,
whatever connects,
whatever is kind,
whatever is lovely,
whatever can give us eyes,
whatever allows us to taste,
whatever is original,
whatever is gentle,
whatever is healing,
whatever is freeing,
whatever names the nameless,
whatever moves us,
whatever changes us,
whatever unites us,
whatever is present,
whatever is the song of your soul,
whatever is the poem in your pulse,
whoever you are…
do that.
Ashton.Gustafson 