What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the Sunset.
~ Crowfoot, a leader of the Blackfoot nation
There is only One. It is found in all things. It is all things. It is in you, and me and even in the breath of the Buffalo in the Winter time. I am blessed. We are all blessed by the unity within which we move, within the perfection which is everywhere present.
I know that my life, our lives, are entwined, inseparable, just as we are inseparable from our source. Never is there separation, never is there, lack, never is there anything which is not in perfect loving order, if we are ready to open to that which is.
As I lose my old self in the sunset of yesterday, and turn towards the light, towards, the truth, towards a new idea of me, of us, of everyone and everything, I see the change unfold before my very eyes.
It is my life, and I am always in humble gratitude for what it is, and how it serves me.
And so it is!