Tag: the Way

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Under a Pale Sky and a Hot Sun, Golden Gate Bridge, San Francisco, California, USA

Being Still

I remind myself

There is always a bridge
To some place better
Than I am now

Sometimes all it takes
To cross the bridge
Is to open my eyes and recognize

I already have

I remind myself

There is always a light
To help me see
Who I want to be

Sometimes all it takes
To see who I will become
Is to open my heart and realize

I already am

The Way is not a practice of movement

The Way becomes easier
When I discover the value
In being still

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A Sheen Below, Howe Sound, Sea to Sky Highway, From Horseshoe Bay, British Columbia, Canada

I Find My Way

The sheen below reflects
The snowcapped peaks far above
Unseen beyond low hanging cloud
While the little tug
She trundles cross the sound
Inbound from points unknown

In this world am I unbound
Softer than the lazy breeze
Which barely ripples cross the sea
Unattached to weighty thoughts
Adrift, perhaps, some might say
Yet guided by the tidal flows

I find my way