Grace

So I have been learning about grace - or shall I say - an interpretation of grace. I don't understand how people do not know, cannot feel, participate or be partly gracious. I think it is an innate part of our spirit - some tap into the wonderful powers of grace, while others do not believe it exists.

The beauty of human consciousness, free will, this experience of growing spiritually called life is an ever-lasting evolution of beingness that has no boundaries, definition, or limits.

I love the synchronicity of life - I love how God provides. Just as I am finally grounded and caught in the printing front I am bombarded with more work to keep me busy, to keep me floating - to provide me with the opportunity to live in grace. Showered by the plethora of wonder and opportunity that always fills my days.

Last night I was reading and I felt like I was a little out of body - in a good way. Pondering, questioning this physical body that my spirits resides in. It really is so surreal when you try to think about what we represent and try desperately to define it. There are no definitions, there are no boundaries - so does that mean we should look at ourselves as limitless, because we are, we are limitless.

Spread your wings and fly - we are meant to soar. Let the sun fill your soul and may you shine like a beacon in the night - bless this life.