January 02-A, 2023

We live for those brushes
with transcendence
that are scattered about
in each day--
the wake-me-ups
that point us beyond
the moment to something
moving us through our life,
calling us to "be still and know"
what's what,
to look into each encounter
with mystery,
wonder,
the unknown
just beyond the threshold
of consciousness
like the name we can almost remember,
but not quite.

Do not dismiss
or hurry past
these interventions,
invitations.

Carry them with you.
Sit with them as you walk,
or drive,
or sit--
turning them over in your mind,
adding them to your collection
of similar such reminders
that there is more about our life
than meets the eye,
inviting us to reverie,
reflection,
introspection,
examination...

Trinkets of the way,
holy nudges from beyond,
calling us to take note,
and take heart,
exploring past sight and sound,
seeking to engage the dimension
that is never more
than a perception shift away
with a wink and a nod
to encourage us in the work
of aligning ourselves 
with that world
in this one,
walking two paths at the same time,
smiling at the very idea,
and sometimes laughing out loud.

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