WORDS LIKE LIGHT
Monday, September 12, 2022
Today, like all days, the universe will live simultaneously. I and all people and sliding snakes and well-prepared breakfasts and little yellow flowers will be existing in the present moment, at one and the same time. At the exact identical instant, several billion people, including me, will take in a new breath. Thoughts will flow in unison – kind ones and confused ones – in every nation, and feelings will roll along shoulder-to-shoulder everywhere, at the very same time. Whether we want to or not, we earth-dwellers live as a synchronized family. The universe is a vast and harmonious chorus, and today, as always, whether we know it or not, its song will be sung simultaneously, by one and all.
HARMONY Harmony helps us breathe, brings the sky its newness, and knows how sorrows sing with well-balanced wisdom. Old trees harmonize with the freshest sunshine, and the youngest houses help winter’s days seem beautifully arranged. There are magnificent designs In breezes and noisy storms, and also in the clumsiness of our mistakes and the occasional zigzagginess of our days. Harmony will always quietly come to us if we quietly ask.