If third eye is watching this play unfold, then there is a point to the story. Simple moments of subtle, remarkable beauty unfolding before my being in an unending display of tidal sway. One might pick any of the moments and in their extraction and observation divine all nature of the manifestation of the will of the Absolute. So in this day a lesson of gentle, sincere kindness, compassion and unity. Watching the process of the local Farmers Market as it gathered in the wooded grove beneath the shade of the trees, with a soft breeze attending, to prepare for the days activities. One could hear the friendship greetings between venders, hear the assemblage of various wares, fruits, baskets of vegetables, crafts, second hand items of every kind, freshly dyed clothes hanging in an array of colors, the talk of weather, health, the smell of foods being cooked, coffee aroma in the air, everyone readying their spaces for the trade of the day. The lesson, of kind concern for each other and humble hearted presentation for those to arrive. Thus was the day fled with laughter, music, good cheer and a sense of love within the local community, vender and buyers both, one interwoven family. The point to the story is One. One united humanity enveloped in a natural setting beneath the watchful eyes of the Gods who tend the intent of the Absolute.
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 03:31:23 +0000
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