Circle of Love

One early morning I was out on a pleasant walk chanting japa. At one point something opened up in me and I had a rare, incomparable experience. I perceived that everything around me was connected in a harmonious, tender unity. My body relaxed and I felt fully present in the moment without any fear or tension. Everything around me was pulsating a radiant love. A glimpse into the soul of reality. There was no fragmentation or estrangement anywhere. I could look around without fear of mistrust or resistance. In the presence of that love I felt supported and secure. That freedom opened up my being, as a closed bud blossoming out in abundance and beauty. I received love and I returned love, a constant flow, a circle of love. There was so much beauty and brilliance in all these. In that loving presence my consciousness was set free to simply be there and appreciate reality in all its wonder around me.

The Rose

It is only a tiny rosebud,
A flower of God's design;
But I cannot unfold the petals
With these clumsy hands of mine.

The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I.
God opens this flower so sweetly,
When in my hands they die.

If I cannot unfold a rosebud,
This flower of God's design,
Then how can I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?

So I'll trust in Him for leading
Each moment of my day.
I will look to him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim way.

The pathway that lies before me,
Only my Heavenly Father knows.
I'll trust Him to unfold the moments,
Just as He unfolds the rose.

Author Unknown

True Friendship

"The greatest treasures are not gold, nor jewels, nor works of art. They cannot be held in your hands, they're held within your heart. For worldly things will fade away as seasons come and go. But the treasure of true friendship will never lose its glow!"

From the movie Tinker Bell and the Lost Treasure

Endless Love

 

The minute I heard my first love story
I started searching for you, not knowing
How blind I was.

Lovers don't finally meet somewhere
They're in each other all along.

Rumi

(Translated By Coleman Barks)