Forget not the central truth that God is seated in your own
heart. - Swami Ramdas
Why is that so hard for me to remember?
I feel like I’m walking under water…everything is resisting
me…the very air feels opaque.
It may just be the season’s changing…fall is definitely in
the air…I’ve already had to wear my light-weight winter coat (we used to call
them “Spring coats”) when I walked the boy at 5:30
AM .
There have been stories written about the melancholy of
fall…I’ve never before really felt that…I do prefer spring, but I’ve never felt
melancholy with the onset of fall. But I do today…and the day is beautiful as
it was yesterday…with a nip in the air even at 75 degrees.
I look at my calendar and see “Autumn Begins” tomorrow. Why
does it feel so early? It’s not…it’s right on time.
Then I look up at my glass-domed clock on which I have
placed the seal “I voted, Presidential Election, 2008,” and my heart smiles…the
blue feelings move back a tish…and here comes Ruckus, happy as if he had good
sense, letting me know it’s time to go out…just giddy about it. For sure, God
is seated in that boy's heart…and he never forgets!
Thank You.
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