this is a picture of the Mahatma Gandhi World Peace Memorial which contains some of his ashes…. i love imagining the ashes are whispering to us about divine flow and re-membering to be present in the moment trusting in and surrendering to divine flow, the cosmic energy we choose with every thought, word and deed to align with and dance with in the rhythm of the  waves…

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at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.

~ T S Eliot ~

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may we go with the flow on the path of ordinariness experiencing the miraculous in each moment and appreciating the sacred beauty of every breath… thousandfold thanks and deep bows, rainbow relatives of the one heart opening ever more widely…