“Slowly slowly O mind…
Everything in own pace happens,
Gardner may water a hundred buckets…
Fruit arrives only in its season.”― Kabir
Take up residence where you are right now.
No someday when.
No used to be.
Eyes on the road ahead, not too far.
A step at a time.
Aware, awake and in tune.
Slow, feel the beating of your heart.
Dance, let your spirit soar.
In ordinary days, extraordinary resides awaiting your arrival.
“For we have not come here to take prisoners
Or to confine our wondrous spirits, But to experience ever and ever more deeply
Our divine courage, freedom, and
Light!”― Hafez, The Gift