Some days I just see Eden, others the bondage is apparent. How to hold the vision of a brighter day? Full with encouragement, mutual understanding, and the most generous reciprocity ever dreamt – tomorrow's always that elusive blank canvas.
So we come back to the effort, the intention, the real heart sourced heaven sent earth rooted love. Let the blessings flow is the prayer every morning, preceded by that ancient incantation please god help me I need help. To rise above the habit and ego, the limitations, and truly open to the vast possibility of vision beyond me.