dear feet: i owe you a tremendous debt of gratitude for eight long decades of patient service. you are the farthest distance away from my center of attention, yet you're as faithful & true as the sun & the moon are in their service. you bear the weight of the whole body, so strong & resilient you are; enduring & undemanding. thank you, dear feet for holding me to my path for all these many years. dear hands: i love your skill at fitting objects together & making something useful from them. i appreciate your determination to be practical, yet somehow to create beauty out of simple necessity. thank you for holding tight to the really important core values & blessings. i am equally grateful that you can let go with grace & ease when the time does come around at last for release. thank you, dear hands, for holding on tight to love & for not letting go. dear brain: playground, toolbox & haven of the mind, hammering out the learned synapses of thoughts, habits & proven survival strategies. you wear the crown of responsibility for integrating the parts into a responsive whole. thank you for continuing with your synthesis of varied patterns into a meaningful picture. dear brain/mind: thank you for helping me see the divine at work in my life as it plays happily & innocently with beauty & wonder. dear Shiva: i am humbly grateful to You for making Your presence in my life known. You are the living gateway & channel for deeper awareness of the subtle forces that move in & through me. the brain, hands & feet owe everything to You, for You are their determining master now that i have taken refuge in You & have my home & true identity in You. thank You, Shiva, for reaching out to me in my need when i was sinking under the dense weight of maya. i hold fast to You, Shiva, through the magnetism of the holy heart, the strongest of all the subtle forces, & the most healing by far.
the sky is aswarm with color & form, astral beings struggling to be born from misty glowing primal substance. ceremonies of birth & transformation take place daily in the pregnant sky overhead, expressing the glory of their evolving colors & shapes. they move, swirl & communicate in ephemeral script embedded with subtle messages of renewal & release. we are cherished. we are cared for by vast lifeforms who enliven our gifts & our challenges (for they are so similar, like kin). they are Your emissaries, Shiva, Your mystic, yet visible, hands, moving in holy flowing sign language within the portal of the sky. You give us such illuminated invitations to Your transcendent dance, whether in the heavens or in the midst of daily working life on earth. You send constant invitations to the here & now, wake-up calls both gentle & fierce & You don't abandon us here. You will always bring more opportunities. the sky is aswarm with color & form, reminding us in its vibrant glory of the hidden hands of blessing comforting us.