I can never seem to get over how remarkably beautiful the Earth is, nor how remarkable it actually IS to be alive!! When the sense of me is in abeyance the body functions more like a sensing, probing, dynamic extension of the beautiful life that surrounds it...the Earth! I mean really, somehow we have twisted this sensing machine so that it neurotically pays attention to its own whims, fleeting pursuits and delusional ideas of grandeur all day long. When do we allow each of our senses to recklessly flood through the environment, taking in the beauty, the majesty, the light and life that is holding us, loving us, supporting us...always? This evening, with the light softly reflecting off the dancing leafs around me there was that sense of nobody being here, only the Earth. It was the Earth that had eyes to see, the Earth that had ears to hear, the Earth that had hands to feel, the Earth that was here simply to know itself. And beyond the beauty of the Earth there was the silence of 'knowing' holding it all. Time didn't exist, for there was no need for measuring anything. Beauty is its own reward, it doesn't need to become any more beautiful. Standing on the Earth, with the pale blue sky peeking out from behind bellowing white clouds, nothing was happening and yet everything was apart of that nothingness. You know, I just can't seem to get over the beauty of the Earth! Of course, I've never been one to want to get over it in the first place. Hoping you all enjoy your evenings, mornings, and all the beauty in between.