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2015-11-13 13:14:23
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Morning, all. As we take time to breathe, listen for our deep knowing, and acting on its imperative, I offer this song from Bob Sima. It speaks to the start of our day and connecting with presence, deeply and knowingly. May Love have its way with us. Here are the lyrics: *Before I lift my head up every morning when I riseI want to thank the love that fills the space that greets my opening eyesHeaven help me to see if just for this one dayThe radiance that fills this room every day when I wake* *As I rise before the world starts rushing inI wanna wake up, wake up, to know the moment this morning light as it fills my eyesAs it fills my eyes* *When I take my first deep breath my heart begins to swellTo the possibilities lying just beneath the fold where my intentions dwellHeaven help me to see if just for this one day* *I can clear my mind and open my heart and let presence show me the way* *As I rise before the world starts rushing inI wanna wake up, wake up, to the presence raining down all around meAll around me* *I hear the birds…I need no words…I am the grace; I’m in the place where I began; I’m back again; I feel the gloryI feel my hands; I feel my head; I feel the air inside my lungs; It feeds my storyI let the light in…* *As I rise before the world starts rushing inI wanna wake up, wake up, to the presence raining down all around me* *All around me* On Thu, Nov 12, 2015 at 3:17 PM, Julie Silverman <juliesilverman6@gmail.com> wrote: > Hello beautiful sapphires, > > I attached a photo below that I hope you will find amusing ...I'm not > allowed to put candles on my desk for obvious reasons, so I settled for the > second best option :) Meditation in the workplace has never looked so good. > > Thinking of all of you and wishing you endless courage, vulnerability and > compassion throughout the next week. > > Much love, > > Julie >
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