Divinity and Grace

This is how I find compassion

I stand between a tree and the sun

I remain until I can find the luminescence in aspen bark.

I continue because I seek the core of truth in every being.

This is how I find grace:

I surrender to water.

I surrender to the rock.

I obseve sensations on the surface of my skin.

This is how I practice gratitude:

I peel a tangerine.

I give away all it's quarter moon sections,

Allowing the fruit of service to introduce me to strangers.

With open palms,

I walk into the fire of life.

The soul needs no shelter from the sun.

I remember that everything is a part of me.

In my world

I seek the divinity of all things.

Finding an eagle feather on the corner of mystery,

I pick it up, holding it between my body and the sun.

Celeste Labadie 2003

Image | Vogue Nippon June 2010 Frida Gustavsen