We are sitting together
on the most beautifully snowy mountain
that you can imagine …
only we are not cold.
We sit facing each other as
though sitting on a tropical beach
… warm and
comfortable.
The solitude embraces us
as we trance into the eyes of the other.
The wind blows gently
And the smell of the snow
and the distant pines
is refreshing.
We speak without talking.
We listen with ease.
And the information
you ‘hear’ soothes you.
You re-member
in this sacred space …
the love you’ve yearned for –
it caresses the essence of your being
and miracles
… the miracles that have always been there
are experienced.
These miracles
drift welcomed into
your cells and into
the spaces between your cells
and you accept the gifts.
In this bliss
you choose to remain and place
your next footfall - gratefully - into the
warm bountiful snow …
and smile. You know.
