Sitting in silence, settling into it, everything fell into place. I saw clearly that human nature is to be risen above and replaced with our spiritual nature, our higher consciousness.

I am using words to explain the wordless, of course.

I take flight into silence.

I get up and go into the kitchen and see a young dove sitting as still as a rock on the deck rail. I watch him for a few moments and ask Rob to get his camera.

While he waits, I continue to watch the young bird. He stirs a bit and preens his feathers.

By the time Rob arrives with his camera, a second dove has arrived. Obviously they are from the same clutch.

These birds know nothing about the human condition; how lucky they are.

At some point they fly away and I am left with a very good feeling.

All days are not alike. Tomorrow may be good or bad, who knows? So this moment is all I have and all I experience. May grace abound.

Vicki Woodyard