Thoughts can be such an enigma.
One moment they do not exist ...
the next moment they may engulf our entire being.
Often, thoughts are gatecrashers ... uninvited, unwelcome, intrusive.
At these times,
we can acknowledge them,
then we can place them on the altar of our hearts.
Sometimes, thoughts arrive in a group ...
bouncing off each other in gentle comaraderie.
Thoughts may so elusive ...
appearing in dreams or the middle of conversations ... or as shadows on the wall...
determined not to categorised or labelled ...
not to be coralled and broken to be the servants of others.
They are free spirits ...
pure gift
an act of grace.
May your thoughts bless you and all you encounter today.
One moment they do not exist ...
the next moment they may engulf our entire being.
Often, thoughts are gatecrashers ... uninvited, unwelcome, intrusive.
At these times,
we can acknowledge them,
then we can place them on the altar of our hearts.
Sometimes, thoughts arrive in a group ...
bouncing off each other in gentle comaraderie.
Thoughts may so elusive ...
appearing in dreams or the middle of conversations ... or as shadows on the wall...
determined not to categorised or labelled ...
not to be coralled and broken to be the servants of others.
They are free spirits ...
pure gift
an act of grace.
May your thoughts bless you and all you encounter today.