are no way to start the day, but that is how mine began, courtesy of NPR. Well, of course, I am not blaming anyone but myself for the kind of radio programs I choose to listen to every day, and as soon as I'm ready to get my daily dose of information, which usually is very early in the morning.
Otherwise, I took a moment to face East and the rising sun, allowing myself to be basked in that spiritually-imbued time of awakening and great transformation, and in the process almost burning a hole into my retina -live and learn.
Positioned on Observatory Drive, so as to be surrounded by all the primordial elemental energies: air, earth, wood, water and fire, next to a few solid boulders, a receding hill of old and wizened trees, lake Mendota frozen and white, and the sun just as it was visibly rising between a couple of trees and rooftops, I sought to welcome this microcosmic representation of universal fluid unity, with Love and Harmony in mind.
To the best of my abilities, and perhaps reenacting a ceremonial ritual belonging to my indigenous ancestry, I greeted all these elements and offered myself as an empty vessel hollowed within to receive their teachings and wisdom.
Between being and doing, knowing and wondering, seeking and finding, giving and receiving, universal transformation takes places on a spiritual level, in the name of Love and Harmony.
It is said that in this sphere of being, no ego-centered desires exist but those in alignment with the spirit's will.
Be well, Be love, Be Harmony.
Moving with the universal energies to an indigenous step and rhythm
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