Zen Master, Thich Nhat Hanh writes,

“Eternity is there to be touched in each moment. Both sun and moon, all the stars and all the black hole can nestle comfortably inside a tiny grain of sand. The entire cosmos can sing to us with the voice of a wild flower.”

He was illustrating the point of our interconnection, recognizing the habit of most to become the all-too-willing source of their own suffering. We feel it within the weight of our burdens, an inexhaustible sense of ‘never-ending’. Does it lift? Does it fade? We lose ourselves in the chase, forgetting the discovery.

“Eternity is there to be touched in each moment…”

When we are able to touch the fabric of this continuance, the effort to resist becomes inconsequential – everything as one, and all without ending. Not even the finality of death can evade this force of being.

Like a dandelion seed upon the wind, it worries not of destination rather simply the opportunity to begin again.

In peace, my sweet friends…I love you all.

Namaste ❣