Mindful Musings: Mar 8

“A More Hopeful Perspective”

green palm trees near sea during daytime

Our memories may fade away

Our bodies may decay

And our hair may turn grey

But our souls will always remain

Young and vibrant….

Shining eternally and ever present

Like the shifting winds

And the change of seasons….

The physical world is but a training ground

For the blissful reunion of our souls

With the One that has many names

So live your life free

Laugh often

Be a light onto others

And don’t take everything so personally…..

Then you will truly see the joy of being!

Forrest Rivers is a writer and teacher who lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. His new book, COVID-19 and Humanity’s Spiritual Awakening is now available on Amazon HERE

Mindful Musings: Feb 7

“Perfection”

By: Forrest Rivers

green grass field near body of water

Everything is perfect

We are where we need to be

The miracle is this moment

Of consciousness running free….

A loving power watches over

But we choose the path we wish to lead

The mountain creek keeps on flowing

Blessing souls through eternity….

Riding an ecstatic wave

But this bliss is not defined

By the signs of the change in the seasons

For our spirits are divine

Like ageless trees who give life

Or, like water

Our still mother of reason….

True vision is achieved

When we cease to perceive

This illusion as our karma

The seeds you sow

Do run deep

but this gift bestowed

Is that we all receive

The fruits of wisdom….

From an inspiring source, we spring

Found within you and me

The miracle is consciousness running free!

Forrest Rivers is a writer and teacher who lives in the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina. His new book, COVID-19 and Humanity’s Spiritual Awakening is now available on Amazon Here

Mindful Musings: Jan 27

“God Is….”

By: Forrest Rivers

shade of sun and clear blue sky

God is the breath of life

And the mysterious force

That lends us this body

For a pre-determined time….

God is the sense of connection

Felt on a walk into nature

That fills your soul

With a sense of awe and wonder….

God is the word

The sound

And the snapshot of awareness

Painted on the great canvas of life….

God is the rivers

Flowing to the ocean

And snow-caped mountains

Rising to the sky….

God is the First Cause

And Last Principle

As well as the epic story

In between….

God is the grand vision

Seen in prayer

And the mantra repeated

In the depths of meditation….

God is the divine mother

The wise father

And wolves howling

To mark the start of a fresh-new season….

God is the synchronicity

The intuitive hunch

And the mystical experience

All rolled into one….

God is fireflies flashing in unison

Wild buffalo stampeding

And cows grazing on hallowed ground

Below….

God is this moment

Reminding you to stay present

On the sea

Of cosmic consciousness.

Mindful Musings: Jan 26

“Wisdom to Carry”

By: Forrest Rivers

brown and green tree trunk

The drama of life will consume you

If your mind is focused everywhere but here

And everywhere but now….

The wise don’t run and cower

Under a canopy of self-delusion

They embrace the impermanent tides

Of suffering and joy like trees

Who cling not to the sun and rain….

The time arrives in everyone’s life

When all must surrender

To the winds of change and fear not

The steady march of father time….

Death, as we will find

Is our humble teacher

And trusted guide

To the world of the great unknown

To the word beyond our minds….

Turn within and decide

To live without ego and pride

Turn within and see

That the bliss of being free

Abides in the stillness of nature.

Mindful Musings: Jan 25

“The Gift of Every Step”

By: Forrest Rivers

person wearing green jacket standing on cliff facing mountain

            My mind is racing

            As a preoccupation with today’s worries consumes me

            My heart pounds harder and my chest feels heavy as lead,

            I inhale a long deep breath and then exhale

            My heart’s pounding rhythms subside

            And my chest begins to loosen,

            Remembering that God is this moment

            I acknowledge the majestic forest I walk through

            The forest acknowledges me back–

            With a thick blanket of mountain mist,

            My vision clouded

            I rely on intuitive sense to guide me along the steps

            That my faithful feet know all too well,

            Climbing higher still

            I grow inspired as the top draws near,

            With every step

            I feel the illusion of separation start to dissolve

            As I chart my path back to the Eternal One,

            Arriving at the mountain top I discover:

            I AM and I HAVE BECOME.