Today I am sitting on a large rock enjoying a fabulous view of the ocean. When the sun sets, I am hoping for the green flash that sometimes happens. My feet dig into sand and I am slightly cold, yet cozy in a warm jacket.
Inside, I feel a gurgling of happiness and I can’t help smiling. It’s my faith, you see. My life is a series of spiritual happenings. Doors open with opportunities daily and I am sitting in appreciation, blessed by sacred surroundings, thanking the Divine Presence in my life.
I feel supported. I feel loved. I feel healed; my heart is open and protected. My relationships are with honest, loving, and conscious people. My clients are receptive, generous and gracious.
My journey of service continues to open with grace, peace, ease and comfort.
When the waves of the ocean peak and I am sprayed with salt water, I laugh. The green flash happens. I read it as a sign and I feel blessed by our planets great beauty. Like breath, this beauty moves into me. Today, or maybe tomorrow, with an out breath, I will give as I have received.
I am grateful for the presence of Divine Light in my life, and the comfort represented in my third dimensional material world. My gratitude feels like the ocean, going places I don’t understand, always moving.
Thank you, I think to myself, thank you.
This was written some time ago as part of an exercise for a spiritual group in which I participate. We were told to visualize a perfect moment, and then write it in present tense. I love that it is called “The Story of Today”. Every time I read it, I feel as if I am sitting by the ocean waiting for the green flash.
Although I didn’t analyze the story after I wrote it, I simply thought it was peaceful, now I see that there are dreamy aspects available for my interpretation. Like in any dream, everyone and everything represents the dreamer.
A friend took the picture, above, of me at McIntosh Lake in Longmont, Colorado. It’s not the ocean. But after playing with the photo, re-organizing colors, it began to feel expansive, vast. Just like my vision. If my vision were a dream, I would have to say that the ocean is me, perceptually. Open, undefined, expansive and unpredictable; and also constant, reliable, honest and deep. A dream analyst might notice comfort, patience, awareness. The sand, representing Earth, is grounding me, encasing my feet within itself. There is time for appreciation after good things happen, I am in balance. There is oneness; I breathe in everything that is happening to become it’s vehicle. And lastly, faith is represented by the unpredictable movement of the ocean, and my safety, afloat.
Are you interested in creating your own present-tense perfect moment? Maybe a little homework assignment is in order. Shall I make a challenge? Double dog dare? I hope you can find the time to do this exercise. Imagine your heart smiling, your liver clean, and all the details of your life situated. How would you feel? Would your skin tingle? Would you dance, draw, sing, lounge, or sky dive? Tell me a story, your story, I am listening…
Divine blessings to you,
PS: I truly am listening, but emailing your story would be of great appreciation! holly (at) lightworkersalliance.com