I'm up early this morning and as I sat in the crisp air and darkness I was thinking that the beauty of what is there could not be seen because it was still dark.  The sun will rise and bring light to all that is beautiful and I will once again see it and I will know that it has always been there, just veiled.  Isn't it like that for everything.

Today I'll look for the beauty in the things that might be veiled or hidden.  I can see the beauty in the raging man, the criminal, the person who hates me, the one who suffers.  "Everything is beautiful in it's own way," says the song.  Everything holds the seed to everything else, is interconnected, not separate.  Seems that if we look at the separateness then that is what our focus is upon and we limit our awareness and vision of what is.  This is our illusion - that we limit our knowing that we are part of the ONE event.  This play of life compels me forward to look and to see more and more . . .  For just today, or when you read this, won't you look with me and find beauty in the whole thing and in all the little particles that make up the whole thing?  Won't you do this with me - just for today.  If we do this, then it seems we'll always see beauty wherever we turn, we will see beauty in what is present, NOW.

Today I will look for right relationship in all that is, and seek the beauty that may be hidden, or that I may have overlooked.  I will love what is fully and wholly!

The point where we define sanity is yet another division and one side of a range of being and is subjective.  There is sanity in everything and insanity.  I'm not partial to defining these divisions much anymore, and that could be consider, I guess, sane and yet insane - you you choose.

I'm a connoisseur of me in knowing myself within this larger experience of Self.  No one can be this same connoisseur but me.

About 66 days ago when I fell in LOVE!  Actually, I didn't fall, it fell into me.  Hehehehehe!

Could mean anything, I guess.  Depends on who is defining what "saint" means and has a lot to do with their own personal beliefs and filters in their own understanding.  Perhaps it means someone a little more along the way in some area of experience . . . broad meaning.  I don't know.

By not preparing at all.  How can you prepare for the unknown except to drop all expectation of how it should be/look?  This is sort of a silly question - prepare for the unknown? If you are preparing for something that your not sure as to how it will look or be, then you have the expectation of knowning it, do you not? Experience arises and I experience as it arises - that's all.

By being peaceful.

Here!  But I'm flitting back and forth to my birthday party being thrown by Shameslaya (Jon) at http://lifeluvver.gaia.com/blog/2008/9/where_are_you_right_now

Here and now and it is always present.  Look and see for yourself.

Gosh, I'm coming up for air from the beginning of a relationship that is, for now, long distance.  (More details on that perhaps later)

But while in this new loving thing space I've really noticed how I'm so completely attached outcomes.  Don't get me wrong - I can be fully in the moment, but the projections of future usually come into play around my being in love.  Also the past comes up as well - you know, being hurt or it not looking the way I wanted it to look.

This morning I woke up and felt quite at ease with just wondering what might happen next.  I didn't really put a picture with it, or project a future that I wanted to see, but just wondered somewhat with a clear mind.  I noticed that my body, while relaxed, had a curiosity about it of living into the next questions of "And then what?"  Again, I didn't try to fill in the story, but just let my mind wander, and in this wandering I found rest. 

Today it is okay for me to say "I don't know."  My question for the day is "Do I know and do I have to know?"  I can't even fill in that story either.

So, I'll just sit in the movie theatre of my mind, watching my life unfold in the most appropriate and gracious way, as it has always done just that.

All I am certain of is what appears in the moment, but then it wanders off . . . next frame . . . next frame . . . lights on . . . popcorn please.