as the outer day was breaking so, too, was the inner day with a dream of my golden retriever bounding wildly through the front door in all his joyous puppy dog energy, yes, riever had come home after being away for 33 years, he had come home to the heart and i re-member our long swims in the sea and wandering in wonder on the beach and my longing to live as simply as he,,, and a little jingle arose in me with the rising of the outer sun…

live simply, live free, live in open, spacious reality

die to the old, birth in the new

enter the cave of dreaming womb, transmuting seed into radiant bloom

flowering now in a garden of delight, greeting this day of joyous light

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i so love being reunited with my retriever of gold and his gift of a golden key of life – to live simply, to live free, to live in open, spacious reality – has been re-joy-sing me all day long and now i re-member an old shaker song arising from the same open source…

‘Tis the gift to be simple,
’tis the gift to be free,
’tis the gift to come down
where we ought to be,
and when we find ourselves in the place just right,
’twill be in the valley of love and delight.
When true simplicity is gained
to bow and to bend we shan’t be ashamed,
to turn, turn, will be our delight
till by turning, turning we come round right.

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