Delight In a Flower

Delight is purer than discipline. Discipline too often means doing what I "should" because I lack the courage to do what I love.

Trust in delight. Does it require discipline for your eye to follow a flower to its center? Is the eye not focused by sheer delight?

Gaze into the stillness of the flower. See how delight deepens delight, until the heart discovers the joy of silence. 

The frail-wristed morning glory opens its pale hand and receives the whole sun. Despite all the injustice, all the sorrow on the earth, this miracle happens. This flower is brave. So gaze into the smallest blossom, as you would gaze into the face of a saint.