In silence and prayer. I tune in to the whole. The whole of life is never wrong. To know that anything that I think should be apart from what is is delusion. To know that all is lifing in its own accord, that it is done and written. That anything my small self adds to this world is futile compared the grand scheme of things. After I remi…
In silence and prayer. I tune in to the whole. The whole of life is never wrong. To know that anything that I think should be apart from what is is delusion. To know that all is lifing in its own accord, that it is done and written. That anything my small self adds to this world is futile compared the grand scheme of things. After I remind myself of this truth. I head on to my day with ease and faith.
In silence and prayer. I tune in to the whole. The whole of life is never wrong. To know that anything that I think should be apart from what is is delusion. To know that all is lifing in its own accord, that it is done and written. That anything my small self adds to this world is futile compared the grand scheme of things. After I remind myself of this truth. I head on to my day with ease and faith.