the fields of grace

dancing with my father god in fields of grace.

this is an image from a song i hear on the radio by big daddy weave. the more i hear it the more vivid, alive the image becomes for me even though mother god would fit as well. maybe even spirit god would fit. anyway, it's all semantics.

it pictures that loving joyous relationship we can have with spirit.

grace just keeps on pouring freely. it's the nature of grace to be abundant, giving, flowing. like the sun's rays we can see shining through clouds.

the infinite faces of grace shine as joy, comfort, strength, peace, healing, teaching, guidance, protection - all available in infinite situations in infinite expression.

the source of grace will never dry up. it is not conditional. the only variable in the relationship is the recipient.

grace, being the vibrant energy it is, can't just sit still or settle in a backwater pool. it is eruptive like the surf splashing up on a seawall. it is gentle like a summer breeze. but always in movement because it is grace.

it flows over us, around us, through us, even from us. if we're porous we might notice it. in fact, i'm willing to say, the more porous we are the more we're able to notice it.

i wonder if grace might be another name for reiki?

willing to be porous, mary