THE JOURNEY: Getting my car washed the other day reminded me of life. As you are being pulled through the space, you can just see glimpses of the outside through all the hyper activity going on around you. Coming through any death in a family can put you into that car wash space. You are surrounded by all of the noise and arms reaching out for you and being flooded by a deluge of water. But if you can relax just a little and try to look out through that fog, you'll see something remarkable. Clearly between the chaotic activity is a sparkling picture of what can and will be. You realize that there is a world out there that can be beautiful and rewarding and then you break out of the car wash into the reality. I love it when these flashes of inspiration take hold. So, continuing on with that theme while rewriting the book version one requirement is that you actually have to read what you wrote at the beginning of the journey. What I have discovered is that it isn't easy to see where I came from. But, that is what it is all about.



PEACE


IF PEACE HAD A FEELING
IT WOULD FEEL LIKE A SLIGHT BREEZE
SWIRLING AROUND THE BODY

THE COOLNESS OF THE WATER
AT THE RIVERS EDGE

THE LOOK OF A LOVER
WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT

THE WARMTH OF THE SUNS RAYS
AS THEY FLOAT THROUGH THE TREE
AND GENTLY REST ON THE ARM

SITTING IN A MEADOW HIGH IN THE MOUNTAINS
LISTENING TO NOTHING AND EVERYTHING AT THE SAME TIME

PEACE COMES IN MANY FLAVORS
MOMENTS AND SOUNDS

BEING AWARE IS ONLY HALF OF IT
FEELING PEACE IS THE COMPLETION