Soul-full encounters on the journey

I raced the sun. Drove west into the darkness that rested above the peaks lining the far horizon while behind me, pink light streaked across the sky, lighting up day’s beginning. By the time I reached Canmore, an hour west of the city, the sun had won the race. Day had broken.

I was driving towards a day of retreat. A day to meditate in group on the beauty and synchronicity of being within a circle, grounded, connected, at One.

It has been awhile since I joined my meditation group. Life. Excuses. Piled up piles of busy-making lists have all intervened in my commitment to join the group to be of service through silent contemplation of our collective power to create peace, love and joy in the world.

As written in The Rule of St. Benedict, “always begin again“.

I begin again.

To connect to group. To be part of a weekly commitment to join the circle and delve into the silence, and the wonder, of what is waiting to reveal itself when I quit doing, doing, doing and allow myself the grace of being. Present, at one, at peace with where I am, connected to the soul-full synergy of my fellow travellers on this journey of Life.

It was a beautiful day. A joyful and playful encounter. A graceful reminder to stop. Breathe. Listen. Feel.

And to begin again.

I am grateful.

There is no yearning copy

15 thoughts on “Soul-full encounters on the journey

    • Thank you Lorrie — I have been away from this place too — from reading and following bloggers I love to read and follow. From being part of our collective journey. thank you for keeping the circle in place so that I may join again. Hugs ❤

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      • Always, Louise!! It is a magical community we have here and I am so grateful for the love and compassion…we all keep the circle. One steps back in….others may need to step out….but we come back and feel the love as if we never left…BEAUTIFUL!!! Much love ❤ ❤

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