In my last post I spoke of my meditation and what, in part, it spoke to me. Upon reviewing what I had written, I was reminded of another "insight" I was given, almost three years ago, which spoke to this same thing. It also features a flower-this time a Cherry Blossom.
Who I Am
I Am a Cherry Blossom
I Am joyous to unfold and see you joyously behold me
I Am all the Cherry Blossoms
I Am the Day in which they Unfold
I Am awed by the Unfolding
Upon "receiving" this poem, I was moved by it, though somewhat mystified by its full meaning. Today, I might best describe my understanding as follows: We are but one perceptual impulse awakening within creation in awe. What has, of late, captured my attention, is the impression that we are at a point of perceptual realignment where Creator and Creation become one impulse.
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