To see a World in a Grain of Sand
& Heaven in a Wild Flower,
hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
& Eternity in an hour.
Do we really see the flowers? What clarity seeps in when we engage with flowers we’ve never ‘seen?’ This cocooning & blossoming, a fluidity of soul, takes our small selves & embarks them on a bigger journey of seeing & knowing….not so tight…not so small….
when we become vague, left with dogma & disenchanted morality…
fear & pale faces….
we revive in the sun…with the flowers…in simplicity’s wisdom…
the numinous dirt…
The more conscious you are in both body & spirit, when you’re breathing at those deep, deep levels & become keen in all your senses, your life changes. I never saw red until the day I left the cancer ward; then I saw a red tulip. Love is spoken all the time, but how many really live it? Open the body……Marion Woodman