Awakening Barefoot and Interbeing Love
And the warmth of this Nowism
I woke up with one sock, one bare foot, filled with gratitude and a feeling of complete connection. Connection to the day, connection to life, connection to love, connection to peace. Connection to being, interbeing.
Miracle and I are on the back porch. She jumps in my lap, and displaces the notebook on my right leg, her tail flicks over the page on the left.
The motion detector light bulb in the lamp turns off, guess we’re too still. I put my hand under its glass shade and click — let there be light.
Let there be light.
Let there be light.
"I believe in love.
I believe in the power of
creation.
I believe in the good
vibration.
I believe in love alone, yeah.”