Still

Photo: taken from Columbia Tower, Seattle WA 2014

Still. A moment in time. A way of being. Still. A hope for what is yet to come. The place we find behind closed eyes where life's cares are set free. Follow me to where dreams are from. Listen. to that still small voice, resonating the tones of truth within your soul. There is wisdom there. Beyond the noise of our own self chatter. Chimes of joy mix with tones of doubt, clanging insecurities. Hush, hush child. Wait in the stillness. I will meet you there. Hear me, for I am always with you. Create that space, that precious moment in time and I will show you a new way of being. With cares set free, as you follow me... Your dreams will come alive.

Reviews

[Echoes of Eros]

Your words breathe out a sweet bliss of life, finding the joy in the moments, in the stillness of the soul. Yes, dreams are so often being buried in mounds of frustrations and cares, and only in this place where we can become still are we able to awaken. Beautifully written. xo

[softlyfall]

Gorgeous both in writing and theosophy