“Nothing can cure the soul but the senses, just as nothing can cure the senses but the soul.
[Oscar Wilde]
Feelings evoked by the senses penetrate all our being and encircle us in all dimensions like ribbons of perfume.
“Pure spirit reaches in the four directions, flows now this way, now that” Chuang-Tzu writes, “there is no place it does not extend to. Above, it brushes heaven; below, it coils on the earth….. Its name is called One-with-Heaven.”
I am grateful for the abilities to perceive and sense, to touch and feel, to see and smell, to hear all in it’s faintest breath.
I ask that we would all be blessed today to know the spirit within, bringing us together as one.