Moments of Grace
Once in a while, we are given moments of real grace.
Sometimes, during my early-morning meditation, a place within me opens and parts of myself let go that I did not even know were holding on. In these moments I feel all the hard places in my heart and body yield to a great softness carried on my breath, and I am filled with compassion for the part of me that is always tring, always organizing, problem solving, anticipating. And my mind stops and simply follows my breath. A great faith washes through me, a sudden knowing that everything that needs to get done will get done.
-Oriah Mountain Dreamer
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