skipping stones

it's autumn.

somewhere, a child stands on the rocky shore of a placid pond.
he holds in his hand a carefully chosen stone   
slim and smooth
so selected for its ability to glide effortlessly between water and air.
 
with intention - a slight turn of his head and a flick of the wrist  
it's sent heralding across the dark glass  
skipping and then again flying  
kissing water
folding the reflection of the moon into the dark spaces between surges 
and radiating wishes across in ringlets.
 
eventually, the stone is plucked from the atmosphere by gravity 
it let's go 
and glides with graceful ease through the murky muck to the bottom
settling
cradled in earth's voluminous bed.
 
in stillness, it becomes a patient witness   
unaffected by the sirens song above ...

as the ripples fade and molecules settle  once again   side by side
the moon is full and all aglow
with leaves turn brown and fall to the ground
nourishing the earth for all to come and all to know.
 
the darkness and moon become sky
nature's world transforms
and the stone continues
still
at the bottom of the pond.
  

personal resonance: the quality of our sound and intention is reflected by the quality of the world that surrounds us.

when you sit still in the reflection of the resonance of your energy – what you feel, what you believe, what you say, what you do, what you intend ... how you approach life – what do you see?

if you see the world you envisioned, then amplify!  if not, then, with curiosity and with much loving kindness, ask yourself, “what can i do to bring myself closer to the world that i long to be a part of?”

... choose a stone and send that intention out in all sorts of ways and we shall meet in the stillness of the pond.