“The texture of life”
By James Anthony Curtis
Sometimes I forget to feel the texture of life. The beauty in a falling leaf, or sound the trees make when they creak in the wind, and the warmth of the sun when it gently touches my face.
But the universe is so good at bringing us what we need, loving us when we forget, priming our hearts with inspiration.
In the early morning hours, freshness often comes to awaken the stillness I’ve experienced in the night, a “good morning” of sorts from the day I suppose.
Just as life comes into its movement in the forest in those early hours, so to consciousness comes for another encounter with the world.
We have this wonderful body of sense perception, and as we embrace all that we feel, we begin to go deeper into our spiritual evolution, those parts that do such a great job at revealing necessary steps in our journey.
Being with the heart, feeling all that we feel, allowing space for energy to come and go, deep healing, shifting to occur, our vibration begins to expand our heart field to sense beyond old confines.
Time and space become relative to the relationship we have with ourselves. Moments can seem like eternities, and lifetimes like moments.
The texture of of life unfolds new depths to explore, beauty to be yet revealed, and a curiousness wells up within us as our innocence comes forth to greet life.
Beyond great suffering is deep healing, and beyond this healing are riches to explore.
We may cycle several times back to our beginning, to the places that scare us, only to be led through the doorways of our heart when we are ready, to embrace our roots ever growing deeper into the darkness that our heads may lift upwards to the sky.
But as infinite beings, may we allow time, space, when we are ready, for our gentle unfolding, as the texture of life greets our day.
May we come to know all that we feel, for the deep healing and expansion, spiritual evolution that is taking place in our beyond.
May we welcome our teachers, the ones who know us better than we could possibly imagine, that have come back to guide us.
May we be loved, as we embrace the one we have been waiting for, the one we already are.