How rough the sea surface can be! Violent till we can’t swim or sail. Such storms hardly bother those whose lives and times continue below the surface.
Around ten years ago, I had a vision of the state of my own soul.
I saw a vast flat expanse, a fine natural boundary between water and air. This boundary stretched outwards to the visible horizon and on further still. It had signs of disturbance and of disturbance which had passed over. Below was uncountable deep liquid. Above it were unimaginable heights of bright air. This flat colourless entity took on the colour of the moment. The colour was peace, placid tranquility and a strong flavour of welcome void.
Some ten years later, in 2024, I can see, hear, feel, taste, smell and touch gently into this vision. I do so with gratitude and humility for the opening into unconditional love that it was and is. Though the vision was fleeting and immense in scale, it was in me, of me and on as small a scale as me.
~ Love’s presence E v e r yN o w
The View at 72+ 