Sunday snow flurries of Presence❄️

This morning, a light snow flurries and blows about outside my window.

Sitting in silence and watching the snowflakes fall and drift is a profound meditation. To be still and simply observe its silent activity brings me to a very deep, calm place where I find my true nature, my Self😌

To observe the flurries of form without judgement, free of opinions and inner commentary brings me the gift of Grace, for behind all appearances of the dream is the truth of God‘s creation.

In the absence of judgment, I remember mySelf. Today I would remember and reclaim the truth as the single boundless treasure that I have the honor of giving and receiving.💝🎁

May this day be spent in observance, above the din of desire. What I really want, the present peace of God, has already been given. There is nothing of value to desire but the remembrance of what already is. I am relieved of searching, I am grateful🙏🏼✨🕊️❄️❄️❄️🌨️🌨️🌨️😌