To give thanks for this day

Apologies for the sound quality. I am on the road for the next six days and recording the podcast on the fly outside the studio.

Outdoors, even.

While this makes some changes to the podcast format and introduces some extraneous noise, the effort is to keep the podcast, as always, in the moment and recorded, whenever possible, today.

I’m going to make the morning five free to all subscribers for the duration of this trip.

I'm beginning here within life 
in the seat of the goodness that flows into being 
here where I am. 

And regardless of the conditions of my outer circumstances 
and what takes place with other people, 
what happens in the conditions of the outer world, 
I remember through the organic sensation of my being 
and its umbilical connection to the cosmological nature of life and the universe. 

I remember that I begin here in goodness 
and that I am safe and secure 
within the grace of the life that has been given. 

It is easy to forget this 
and yet there is sky above me 
and earth below me 
and I live and I breathe.

And as I come into a more intimate contact with this grace, 
I am reassured. 

Reassured that I have the strength to make an effort 
to bring the goodness that is within being 
closer to the surface of my inner being 
where it touches my outer life. 

And from there to try and see the way 
to take the action that supports others the most 
and, at least, does the least harm. 

Perhaps if I am present, 
some good may even be done, 
although I am not sure of this today. 

I am given the day to make this effort 
and to try and meet this moment 
regardless of my personal feelings or my outer circumstances. 

And indeed, this is where the challenges will lie. 
For now, I remember that I am beneath the great sky of this planet 
and within its atmosphere. 

That I share a resonance with the gravity and the magnetism of the planet's life. 

That the birds and the plants and the animals are all here supporting each other 
and that I too am a participant and a beneficiary of that support, 
should I choose to remember the body 
and remember the breathing; 
should I choose to lay the hurried momentum of myself aside 
and to become more still here within being. 

From here in this place, 
perhaps I can be still enough and empty enough 
to allow the silence of real thinking to tell me, 
to remind me, 
to teach me 
that I know almost nothing. 

And if that takes place, if real thinking arrives 
and the body is within the organic sensation of itself, 
perhaps real feeling will begin to help me as well. 
A feeling perhaps even of humility, 
of gratitude, 
that calls me to give thanks for this day.