I awaken to the Sun dawning in my friend’s home. The cool of night warms right up. It takes me back to other Springs here at my alma mater in the Midwest. The Grateful Dead’s lyrics sing in my head and heart.
“The seeds that were silent all burst into bloom and decay. Wake up to find out that you are the eyes of the world“. I am seeing with those eyes right now. With them, I look forward.
Did you know that your eyes are the Eyes of the World? How do things look when you see through them as if this were truth? Ki to Happiness sees a world forgiven.