Thoughts running through my mind. Pause. Check in. Is it for the greatest good of all? No. Move on. But then more thoughts enter. They are for the greatest good. But then again there is no hierarchy and no judgement so the thoughts were neither good nor bad. The thoughts were neither great nor inferior.
Inferior to what? Superior to whom? Why the competition? As I move into ease and flow of life, I reconsider definitions and all of which I have been taught.
The lessons of the teachers. I defer to the animals and plants. To the mountains and streams. To the clouds, rain and lightning. I listen. They are grateful for the recognition and the attention. They are patient and kind and speak to me the truth.
The truth of ease and grace. The grace that streams through me and with me. And so it is.