“You are life without boundaries,” shares Thich Nhat Hanh. “Because you are alive, everything is possible.”

And, as I sit at the window admiring the determination of peonies, I think – “They must know the true nature of self.”

For even as their roots are mired in an often unforgiving earth, still – they rise.

They rise simply for the benefit of sun.

Sometimes, I wonder if we, ourselves, share the same awareness. That is to say, do we truly understand the capacity of one human soul?

While certainly, as humans, we are not without form. Yet, there is something greater still; an inexhaustible joy.

“Let there be no scales to weigh your unknown treasure;” writes Kahlil Gibran. “And seek not the depths of your knowledge with staff or sounding line.”

Our ‘mistake’, perhaps for lack of better term – is trying to objectify that which is truly immeasurable.

Yes, we are physical beings. And, yet – we are so much more.

We are the fullness of our interconnection. We are grace in human form.

And, as I watch their fragile leaves break through the boundaries of ‘ground’, I’m reminded;

We are both the flower and the earth.

In peace, my loves…

Namaste ❤️

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