Dear Diary:

You and I are one in pursuit of mindfulness. We breathe easy. We have eaten and are full. Now in rest we listen to a dove’s whisper. It calls to a higher place, a place of meaningfulness.

Not more goods, or things. Not more busy work. But more play and creation. It whispers to our finer senses, to mastery and potential. It whispers against the noisy winds outside.

We must clear our minds of confusion and distraction.

It is a quiet inner voice that guides you and I to our fuller being. Against the rising tide of fear, scorn and judgement we hear this whisper within.


Published by Randal B. Adcock

Independent author on philosophy and the human condition The ideas expressed in this blog are wholly my own and do not represent the opinions of any other organization or entity.

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