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Sit With Me

Could you sit with me awhile? You need not speak. You need not listen. Just sit and look, scan the yard, watch the trees as they shed their leaves, see the holly and its bright berries turning red against the green. Watch closely and soon you’ll see a leaf floating gently to the ground and there on a distant tree a nuthatch flitting down the trunk. Sit awhile. I know your restlessness as the day moves on, so much to do, places to go being busy, obsessed by your responsibilities. Just a moment longer please. Listen now, only a minute more this subtle quiet wakes your soul, it feeds your mind and heart. It brings you back to who you really are. Do you feel it deep within your bones and recognize the you you’ve always known. Please, sit with me, speak your heart and soul and I will do the listening now.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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