I too often find myself thinking instead of sleeping or listening for that matter. I of course often times find myself in the kitchen putting some type of signature dish together hoping the creation will neutralize the fervor.
Beauty, and it is always further in than it will ever be out, seems concentrated by numerous things like experience, attitude and desire for some immaculate truth. Those truths have no value and can only be obtained by experiencing them.
Let me say staring out on a Sunset with either a rolling thunder storm, or a glass of wine with a Montana Mountain range on the horizon with the company of a fire pit, catching a perfect brain Wave and riding it to the shore, listening to the rain touch some sophmoric nerve and really, finding what you want at the Grocery Store, for the price you want to pay are examples of Epiphanies.
You may have sat around giving praise to your choice of Deity, hoping for some miracle to arise, and yet, that Deity has been waiting longer for you to arise, or ascend for that matter.
If you have a glorious chance to raise a Child or teach one for that matter, just know you don't want to impose on their palettes your painted strokes on reality, but give them the signposts you have chosen to experience to guide their own paths; so as not to make them follow in others nuances of truth. Foundations are stoic, but the framing involved in personal illusions or solicitations is a lifetime of whirling dervishes.
Acknowledgement and emotional support are the best we have to give at momentary pauses, and spell check moments will be underlined by the participants themselves and will be resolved post haste in their own sweet places of imaginings.
Lighthouses that contain the shore perspectives and the light bulbs that appear from time to time above our heads are personal goals containing enigmas to unravel in the spaces and places we surround ourselves with and are to be enjoyed for their unique perspectives. What a wonderful world we exist in.
