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Thoughts from Heaven (2)

A moment of wonder

As I walked out onto our front porch this morning, my gaze was drawn to the Russian Olive tree that stands a little distance from our house on a small hill. A robin was singing at the top of this tree. It’s a rather scrawny tree in a way but birds love to sing at the end of a small branch that lances vertically upward above its peers toward the sky.

As I listened to this robin singing from his favorite perch I was overwhelmed by the wonder of the moment. The green verbiage of the tree shining in the sun. The deep blue of the Colorado sky. And the sweet notes of this solitary bird singing its heart out whether anyone was listening or not.

The world is in chaos wherever we look. People are killing each other right, left and center. It is easy to become so wrapped up in the suffering and pain that we forget the simple wonder of the moment. We think that Heaven is somewhere far away, if indeed it exists at all. But Heaven is closer than we could ever imagine. It is our true nature. It is love, and in its own good time it will have its way.

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Elizabeth Nunn September 23, 2014 at 5:04 pm

It’s a beautiful day in Bend. I’m sitting in my back garden with Zoe who is facing the gate, ever the guardian. Spencer, having chosen to stay in the cool house, is ever the napper. The day is calm with the sounds of the solar fountain bubbling, birds singing in the Aspens. My flowers are blooming enthusiastically, knowing this is their swan song, and the tomatoes are finally making their appearance. I’m looking up at three glorious and gigantic pines that have seen so much in their silent watchfulness.
There is always so much more to do in the garden, but today, I am enjoying it as it is. Just as I am enjoying my life as it is.
And deeply grateful for both.

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Christopher Foster September 24, 2014 at 9:44 am

Thank you for your comment, Elizabeth. It’s beautiful at so many levels, evoking that sense of serenity and gratefulness that is so essential to real meaning and happiness. You surely do have a gift with words. I felt like I was right there in the garden with you, keeping an eye on Zoe and Spencer and all the other inhabitants of your garden. Love to you and it’s a privilege to share the journey with you.

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Lyndsey September 23, 2014 at 5:29 pm

Thank you …. I needed that reminder this evening. It’s so easy to let the bad news of the day overshadow the beauty and heaven that is all around us – always.

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Christopher Foster September 24, 2014 at 9:47 am

Thank you Lyndsey. It’s very good to hear from you. Love and blessings to you.

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Marisa September 23, 2014 at 8:08 pm

Everything you posted is a part of the whole, which makes us all one solid community, through all circumstances, even the painful. The energy put forth by the chaos will someday be a thing of the past, when all of us collectively breath beauty, peace, love, understanding, and acceptance.

We may not see it on this part of our journey, except where we are open to the experience, the moment, and the purity of eternity….. but it will be seen by all of us, in varying degrees, throughout our eternal spirits, souls, and energy. Never lose the beauty of the robins my friend, for your wisdom lives within each one of us that are open to it…..thank you is never enough.
Marisa

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Christopher Foster September 24, 2014 at 10:07 am

Thank you Marisa. Your words are a blessing to me and I’m sure to many others. We really are one community, just as you say, that is moving, albeit hesitantly, and amidst many trials and challenges, toward a new destiny. It’s why we are here, isn’t it, to play our part in this unfolding. Much love to you and stay strong.

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Julia Ditterich September 24, 2014 at 2:17 am

What a lovely post. Like you I think a bird singing calls us back into the present and in listening intently we live in that moment, forgetting our past and future, just appreciating the melody, freely given…
So many times , the strongest song comes from the most fragile and smallest birds – maybe there’s a lesson in there?

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Christopher Foster September 24, 2014 at 10:18 am

Julia,
Thank you for sharing such lovely, penetrating thoughts. As I was thinking about your comment and your question at the end I thought for some reason of Gandhi. A fragile and small man, physically, and yet he changed the world. Isn’t it remarkable, we each have our own distinctive song to sing…our own unique gift to give…and when we give our gift we feel good, we feel happy. Love to you.

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Connie September 24, 2014 at 7:06 am

Thank you for your portrait of words. I try not to concentrate on the negative especially when I see all of the beauty around me. The stars were so bright in the early morning sky and the air was crisp this morning. I felt lucky to be alive. Thank the Lord.

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Christopher Foster September 24, 2014 at 10:30 am

Hi Connie, Thank you for sharing. We really are lucky to be alive, aren’t we. My love to you.

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Maureen Moeller October 28, 2014 at 5:04 pm

“Heaven is our own true nature”. That is the most beautiful, clear and precise definition of heaven I’ve ever heard! Indeed the world feels immersed in chaos, but we can all turn to stillness and our true nature, peace and love. Thank you for your wise words of inspiration Christopher. Peace and love you you and JoAnn.

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Christopher Foster October 29, 2014 at 4:58 pm

Thanks again Maureen. Love again from us both. It’s good to share this journey with you. Stay strong.

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