My wish for today is that your heart's desire finds you. 

To meet mid-way in effortless movement like that sweet intersection of the in breath and the out breath. 

And in that spacious gap, blissful recognition.

There is a poem brewing in me
As I consider slumber.

A poem waxing toward fullness
Of memories as sweet as the fruits of summer
Handpicked berries that never made it to the basket
That were thoroughly enjoyed in the moment
Indigo blue stained fingertips tell the tale

And with a breathless smile, I delay washing my hands
preferring to conjure again the memory
of the hours spent picking berries
Without a thought
of the passing time

Tanka

There is a hillside
Abundant with daffodils
Returning each spring

Recognized are you, season
Upon season, as love blooming

The Global Coherence Initiative

There can't be enough effort to build community, compassion, and coherence in the world and sometimes the point is to stop, do no thing and BE coherence first within that more will be called to feel compelled to do the same. Why? Because it was the only thing to do that moment. --Deborah


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http://www.glcoherence.org/