It's quite common to feel like you have all the time in the world, but you don't.
You're here for a flash, an ebb and flow in an infinite ocean of being. Will you squander your legacy?
What will the wind whisper as future generations
step upon the promontory of evermore?
What tales will the sacred waters sing
as legions bathe where you once waded?
What soulful rhythm will the hallowed earth dance
to feet poised on the cliff of wondrous possibility?
Your life weaves a unique thread in the tapestry of creation. Your every breath colors life in an extraordinary way. How would your actions be different if you considered the impact of your creations for all?
Every hillside, every valley, every plain and grove, has been hallowed by some sad or happy event in days long vanished. Even the rocks, which seem to be dumb and dead as the swelter in the sun along the silent shore, thrill with memories of stirring events connected with the lives of my people, and the very dust upon which you now stand responds more lovingly to their footsteps than yours, because it is rich with the blood of our ancestors, and our bare feet are conscious of the sympathetic touch. Chief Seattle
Today, let's explore the living legacy that is yours to create, in every moment, and bring it to life.
Image: My Moonwalker, Angelic Shrek
Listen to the replay…
Dear Adela
I am new to all of this and have often time felt left out as I have not been feeling ‘it’ the same as the rest of your tribe. However, listening to this last message and especially the caller “Christine”, I really felt moved, and connected. For a little while I didn’t feel so alone.
Thank you so much
elain
No more compromises! Let’s get this party started!!
Burying my talent, hiding my light under a bushel are no longer acceptable…let alone any fun. It’s go time girls and boys!
Ooooh goody. Looking forward to seeing your bright light (YOU, Susan) shining more. I see you vibrantly glimmering like a disco ball. Let’s start the party!