Moon Tides

Of all the things that can be measured, it is truth that can't be quantified. For truth is immutable, unerring, and void of mortal accounting, checkoff dates, goal markers, or any other limiting signifier. Truth simply is; it is active, real, breathing, and eternal. And yet, while it's also simplistic and unconfined - underscoring the irrationality of the often unnecessary complexities that define human struggle - it is pure in essence, resolve, and fruition.

In nature, those who firmly comprehend the value of truth enough to commit to its meaning, realize that they cannot live with one foot within a disruptive sandbox of discord, envy, unrest, or struggle and think to dwell within the peace of innate worth. Truth insists that we step out in order to become. Its very premise denies time; it exists, basks, enjoys, and inherits eternal principles.

What does this mean? I think of Philippians 4:8: Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.

Such a verse reacts with my senses and encourages my mind to meld with my heart and to then release into being all that is meant. For me. For you. For us. And that is to live large and within the miracles of simply Being.

Living Joy - This Carman Girl 

<3