Monday, April 19, 2010

Karmic Recovery

I finish the next layer of revision on Inertia today. The novel finds its shape. I keep breathing, keep holding space for the miracle of seeing our little dream emerge from beneath the snow, bloom into this air, open to receive us. Oh. Thank you thank you, as the reality unfolds in its perfect timing. It is as it was always meant to be. It is as we dreamed it. Indeed, as we created it. I begin to sense the restoration of my faith in our good karma, the fine manifestation of our perfect intent. I add the 'm' and close the syllable: Om.

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