On Presence

the leaves sing,

wind carrying their tune

I can feel it -

hope is not imagined

testaments live all around me

the owl expresses

vibrations settle in my chest

spaciousness, body, voice

perhaps presence

is that thing,

changing how we show up

how we feel

how we express

perhaps noticing

the living harmonies around us

is what creates beauty

within,

and without

Perhaps the real practice isn't chasing beauty, but noticing the dance already taking place. Opening ourselves up to feeling those inspired energies, inviting them to spark the Spirit within. Thus creating a whole, and beautiful, way of being.

With love and warmth,

Lucy