Karma

And sometimes that's what giving back is all about. 

Lifting yourself to a height in which you may be able to see clearer. 

Allowing your instincts to lead.

Feeling the moment. 

Reading the signs.

One person's generosity lays foundation for another to receive,

humbly, proudly, gratefully. 

Give and take. 

Teach and learn. 

Laugh and cry. 

 

Because I open my mouth, however so subtly, I learn.

Ask and ye shall receive.  

Posing the tough questions of myself,

writing,

sharing,

receiving reaction,

relationship building.

Circles overlap and connect us.

Being humans. 

Infallible and involved. 

The rhythm of reason marches on,

without us if necessary.

When we choose to step back into line, we are rewarded with minute gifts,

barely noticeable through the daily fog of perseverance. 

Through the NOW. 

Through the wtf's and whatever's.

Through and through we trudge on and do what we have to do.

And our gifts lie unopened until we need them, and then are opened unconsciously, while we sleep and dream and refill our energies.

We awaken refreshed and renewed and ready. 

Today we have more than we had yesterday. 

We know more,

we sense more,

we realize more.

we must give more today.

Only love can leave such a mark, such a scar...just a fight until we die.