this afternoon, i feel weary  with a sadness in the cells and i sit in this river letting it wash over me… this evening, i re-member that today is the sixth anniversary of a miracle, yes, new seeds are growing…

even though i’ve experienced many miraculous healings over many turns ’round the sun, this one was especially incredible… fast forward a couple of more turns to when a western doctor doing a work up in prep for an eye surgery asked me how i’d defied western medicine so many times… without any thought, the words simply flowed… “i began dwelling in the abundance of infinite love and gratitude smiling and saying thank you to whatever arose while breathing in deeply through our one heart…”

this every breath practice, this sauntering on the peace pilgrimage, is the royal road to the milagro field, the clearing in the wilder ness in the land of grace… free and accessible to all, one need only slow down, silently attune to the cosmic hum, soften into her rhythmic flow, and serve the whole by letting go of identification becoming one with all that is…

isn’t it interesting how we make something that is so very simple into something so complex, so much so, it’s like a forgotten art?

thousandfold thanks we live in a morphic field that is exponentially more resonant in every moment, hallelujah! for the innernet, the most powerful communication network, operating at the speed of light…

thanks be for every breath being a deepening journey into the stillpoint, the center of the wheel, where the dance begins in rhythm with divine flow…