Beautiful People

I woke up with such a beautiful scene this morning. Large oak trees lining my path, leaning over slightly to make a tunnel for me to walk through, smiling with me. Their browning leaves falling from the branches, covering the ground, gathering in piles. The piles of leaves whispered amongst themselves, waiting for me to see their beauty, to dance in it and soak it in.

I am on such a high at the moment! Just to think how fortunate we are; to live here, to not live in poverty, to not to be suffering. How many opportunities lie before us?

Walking through the streets this afternoon, I really experienced Melbourne as the beautiful city it is. Through my eyes the city slowed down, the music in my ears matched the scene so perfectly, like a beautiful soundtrack for gorgeous Melbourne. The crowds of people walked softly together, so many diverse faces, each with unique stories behind them. I saw a group of Indigenous Australians and White Australians walking the tram tracks with signs and voices asking for their rights to upheld. The police slowly following behind, allowing their path to be walked.

While I am in such a good place it is important for me to help those who aren't so fortunate. To live with such privilege, I feel I need to acknowledge what I have been handed and to use it to relieve suffering, as much as one can.