th tri-Universe and Friends I've never met...

Day unto day uttereth speech, and night unto night sheweth knowledge." Ps. 19:2



Feel them? The waves of Time, day by day, night by night.
Time carries so much. Like the vibrations through a pool of water, time bring us 'speech' and 'knowledge,' information and energy. Throughout our lives, these waves of time bring us information and energy from sources near and far...or as Ps. 19:1 says "the firmament sheweth His handiwork." This 'firmament, ' the space in which we 'live and move and have our being,' is continually being carried along by time and being moved by energy and information radiating to and from us in all directions....such a lovely Space, Time, Energy Universe we live in.



I woke up so late this morning that a mocking bird's song greeted me. Intricate sound vibrations entered my ears even through my light green ear plugs and carried me back through time to a place where my house was my backyard with a swing where I would sit and wonder at the mockingbird's song, trying to whistle it back.
The song hasn't changed much...those mocking bird great-great grandparents or something inside these little birds taught them that same song and I still can't quite whistle it. But the sound vibrations hit my ears calling me awake to heart-songs within.
Like waves of Light, my thoughts rejoiced in my friends, the friends I've never met.

I delighted in the friends I know and care for through the speech and knowledge of my closest friends...and ya know what? They know and care about me!
They love me and I love them through the heart knowledge of others. The vibrations of Love knowledge spreading out and connecting me to so many that I've never met.

Then I thought of all the writers and artists who touch my life, I know them intimately through their 'handiwork.' Oh beautiful 'firmament' that they are, their works traveling through time to show knowledge and truth.

That thought blossomed within me to people I know and who know me but I've never spoken to.

I like to go into art galleries and let the paintings speak to me until I find one that is calling. Then I take a little pad of paper and sketch. The last time I did this, that art museum guard, I've never spoken to, was ready. This gallery was a completely silent one, even the scratches of my pen seemed invasive in that place. He quietly walked up to me and handed me a much bigger sketch pad. This guardian of the art knew me. He'd seen me before and he blessed me without a word.
He could have watched me with an eye of mistrust and disdain..'Would she hurt my paintings with that pen?' But he chose to fill the space and time with energy waves of Love instead.

When I walk the beach and I see the back-hoe tractor approaching, instead of being annoyed by the distraction of sound and fumes, I watch the driver until he sees me, this friend of mine I've never met and we share a wave as we've done for years in perfect harmony and with a smile of recognition and Love.

Oh Creator, help us to be One with You today. May the firmament show forth your works
in me,
through me,
in you,
through you
and let us become One with Your beautiful
dance of Space, Time, and Energy!