Balance: Summer withered grass to flaxen yellow, scorched leaves to brittle paper, dried lakes to cracked clay. Chill autumn brought little relief- only frosted the devastation. But with the early gentle rain, the earths fissures softened and desiccated plants begain to dissolve. Slowly, balance comes once again. If we have a long-range view, then we relize that equilibrium comes in the course of natures progression. Nature does not achieve balance by keeping to one level. Rather, elements and seasons alternate with one another in succession. Balance, is not stasis but a dynamic process of many overlapping alternations; even if some phases seem excessive, they are balanced by others. Everything has its place. Everything has its season. As events turn, balace is to know what is here, what is coming, and how to be in perfect harmony with it. Then one attains a state of sublimity that cannot be challenged. Just wanted to share a lil meditation reading i just read! Thought it was enlightening for today! -Safe Journey-
Posted on: Sat, 19 Oct 2013 10:32:59 +0000
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