Time rolls by like a slow moving river .. minutes, hours, days, months, years. And like the river, all precious moments carry with them pieces of our lives .. memories of joy, pain, passion, hope. When our memories become one with the fluid stream of time, they join the greater consciousness which is bound for that place we all aspire to understand, achieve, and attain. That place defined within each individual by an intuitive inner voice which guides and directs when we are wise enough to be receptive. Our Humanity is the river .. soul upon soul of life and light and riches beyond measure. River of ethereal beauty .. that river to which we each add our one drop of water.
September 17, 2018