03/27/2006
If you spend all of your energies waiting for that perfect moment that will "make" your life, you will have missed the point entirely.
When I get that big break....
When I hit the lotto.....
If I can just scrape enough money together......
If only he/she could see the real me......
When I get to pitch this project to him/her, I know in my bones that it'll all connect.......
Life is not waiting, life is living.
Love is not just around the corner, Love is here, now, vibrantly present.
Grace is not stored/waiting, it saturates existence.
Each involuntary spasm of the diaphragm that draws breath into my body is a miracle.
Every vagrant thought that flashes into and out of existence in that ephemeral concept of mind/soul/self is inconceivable, yet present nonetheless in spite of it's absurdity.
To wait for "the" moment, is to miss "the moment".
Live unabashedly in the now, on the way to whatever tomorrow your life's tale points you toward.
Be an ear to hear. Be eyes to be looked into. Be present to those who need you this very moment.
When I get that big break....
When I hit the lotto.....
If I can just scrape enough money together......
If only he/she could see the real me......
When I get to pitch this project to him/her, I know in my bones that it'll all connect.......
Life is not waiting, life is living.
Love is not just around the corner, Love is here, now, vibrantly present.
Grace is not stored/waiting, it saturates existence.
Each involuntary spasm of the diaphragm that draws breath into my body is a miracle.
Every vagrant thought that flashes into and out of existence in that ephemeral concept of mind/soul/self is inconceivable, yet present nonetheless in spite of it's absurdity.
To wait for "the" moment, is to miss "the moment".
Live unabashedly in the now, on the way to whatever tomorrow your life's tale points you toward.
Be an ear to hear. Be eyes to be looked into. Be present to those who need you this very moment.


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