Having problems with the internet today! I was going to offer a photograph of a calm sea and a dramatic late evening sky, which spoke to me about the ‘Still point’. The rare moment when internally we have a sense of calm.
Trying to pursue calm and that still point in our days, is not easy. I have no well set out ideas. But here is a poem;
Still point,
mill pond…
no moving
just breath
and moment.
Is mine; the gift
of the bountiful Spirit.
Resting for one second,
not capturing or holding,
just having
a connection; the stillness
of eternity
now in my moment.
Of gift and grace.
God with me.
God with us.
Still point
not tipping point.
Musings 