In ( the world of ) existence
myriads of seas and fishes
prostrate themselves in adoration
before that munificence and bounty. 

How many rain of largess
hath rained, so that the sea 
was made thereby to scatter pearls!

How many of generosity 
hath shone, so that cloud and sea
…. learned to be bountiful! 

~Rumi

I can stroll, or amble, or hike, or run- all with one direction or none….

inquiry for today~ this too, allows you to be open to your own ways…..

somewhere on the edge

Awakening isn’t about

becoming extraordinary.

If anything, it’s about

becoming ordinary.

It’s about becoming

who we really, really, are.

~Adyshanti