Wandering

The mountains whisper to me to wander; my soul hikes for the call.

Deep in the forest I stroll, to hear the wisdom of my soul.

(Angie Weiland-Crosby)

Exploring one step at a time.

Walking, observing, enjoying.

Watching leaves falling as if it was raining.

The colours of autumn captivate our attention.

Nothing to think, just being.

Discovering.

Looking.

Watching.

Exploring.

Distances go by and we keep walking.

Going and coming.

Exhausted.

Satisfied.

Thrilled.

Disconnecting.

Connect.

Becoming one with the whole.

And then, wondering around.

No where to go.

Just being where we are.

Realising that there is no where to go.

To be there.

Being there is within, not without.

The most spectacular discoveries.

Are within.

Just wait and see.

Listen without hearing.

See without looking.

Deep connection.

So deep that you fall into eternity.

Unimaginable venues.

Heaven on Earth.

All that is is here.

In front of us.

If we just wait and see.

The doors to eternity will open.

And here we are.

Just stop and be.

Wonder to what is.

Yo lo Creo/

I believe so and so it is.