Food For Thought …a ripple of the sacred moving through the vast ocean of existence.
There is a place beneath understanding
where silence has weight
and love becomes the light of perception.
Here the inner teacher is not a voice
but the soft seam where the world touches you.
Identity thins into fragrance,
and the self dissolves into listening.
The passage reflects on human insignificance and the illusion of grandeur. It highlights the simplicity of life’s magic, urging awareness of our true selves beyond superficial perceptions.
Numinous Waves 