What does a Sunday night meditation bring to a Monday morning post? Perhaps the foremost thought is one of appreciation for the breath of life and the wonder of new things discovered and learned.
It seems to me that most of us go through our daily lives without ever thanking the All That Is for the gifts we each individually have, but also for the many gifts other’s have and who share them with us as family, friends, colleagues and even strangers.
I watched a Downs Syndrome child bagging groceries bouncing with enthusiasm and smiling at every customer saying, “have a good day.” He shared his gift without reservation and with no expectation of a smile in return. His gift was unconditional love.
I watched a young boy and his younger sister ride their bike past my house. He was strong and she was younger, but he slowed to let her keep up. His gift was unconditional love.
If we look at all the great teachings left to us in the world of history we can find different stories, but similar acts of love. If we parse the teachings into dogma, we loose the lesson and the grace.