Now that the beautiful blush of spring is finding its way onto the universal earth campus, there will be a myriad of opportunities to indulge our awakening senses.
Gazing at the beautiful blossoms gently emerging on the branches of welcoming trees. Spying the sprightly, chattering birds returning to their home bases. And lazily watching the cottony clouds roll by. Rolling in a soft, billowy fashion… Drifting… gently drifting...quietly finding their way.
Just contemplating the drifting clouds feels like a meditation to me. And I wonder if it has to do with the very concept of drifting. That word feels like ease to me. Sprezzatura... the Italians might call it...effortless elegance.
Does the effortless elegance I perceive here manifest itself to me because the clouds have aligned with their nature and are simply...and profoundly... being who they are?
What if we, like the clouds, were to align with OUR nature: Divine beings playing on our verdant, lush planet of infinite possibility?
If we could recognize our magical playground, perhaps we would find it easier to embrace our self-designed challenges and gently direct ourselves into a reframing of what feels like difficult circumstances from our earth school view.
Perhaps then we could move on to envision and embrace the gentle changes, the shifts in behavior, which could incrementally bring us into alignment with our Higher Selves. In the most loving, harmonious way. DRIFTING back into the beautiful beings we truly are.
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