Elloa gave me the gift of Lillies - a symbol of purity.
He sees no strangers; only dearly loved and loving friends. He sees no thorns but only lilies, gleaming in the gentle glow of peace that shines on everything He looks upon and loves. ACIM
This morning during meditation my breathing became free and easy, and there was a quiet melting in. I opened my eyes to the sight of a pretty rose swaying in the garden and decided to make a picture; a flower portrait. Life in macro is stunningly beautiful; a world within a world, within a world. The slightest breeze can seem like a hurricane. I continued to meditate on the rose, letting go completely on the out breath and when I paused, the rose held the pause with me, and the image was captured ...