Oh the differences we share;

Yet we are the same.

Varying views;

Same outcome.

We yearn to answer unknown;

Laughing all the while.

Together as one in a circle;

Healing One and Healing All.

Speak or remain mute;

There is no set rule.

Listen intently;

Spark! another story presents.

Digging within the self;

We reach deep into another.

Share and receive;

Give and take that much more.

There is no magic, no secret formula;

It just is.

No longer looking out;

But looking in.

Cutting through the differences;

Still remain the same.

At the Heart of it All;

Love remains.

Finding myself in a circle of friends once again, filled with wonderful conversation. Sharing stories, sharing laughs…but most importantly new discoveries within ourselves. As one speaks, another shares…and so on. More laughs, More stories.

It is within these circles of friendship that time truly does stand still…often carrying us into a new day. As if it were only an hour, reality multiplies time by a factor of eight. Worldly problems minimized to a singular level. For what happens to the least of my Brothers, happens to me.

At the Heart of it All we are Stepping into the Canvas without boundaries, without labels…merely Love in our hearts. It is within the circle of life we expound possibilities of detaching from the label of things…only to remain at the Heart of things.