At times, there is a sense that we are out of step with life and seem to be unattached to anything but impermanence. The feeling of being out of sync with life going on all around is one many people have. Not such a bad thing as it can lead to some good self inquiry and may produce BS or truth that can be useful for sorting out.
Seems that the love and caring of another slows the world down and brings one back into the moment. Love does. The fact that one may have the love, concern and caring of another puts the wide world into a sense of order.
Had this poem about getting to this moment's treasure.
Had this poem about getting to this moment's treasure.
Arc one dream
to the work
and parallel destiny
to breath
One Love
