Open Vessel

In the beautiful Telluride mountains on a cool breezy day, I was sitting in silence in a wonderful meadow.  Enjoying the smell of the clean crisp air and the cool grass, I was feeling so joyous and filled with love and peace.  How blessed I felt.  As I savored the moments of this pristine gift, tears of joy began to flow down my cheeks.  I asked my inner Beloved, what is this? My attention went immediately to a village in Iraq, a village occupied by mostly women and children.  I was directed from within to send the peace and love I was so profoundly feeling to the village. When the feeling poured out from my heart I found my self oddly satisfied.  I was grateful for this Divine experience.  The next day I heard on the radio the news that the Taliban had gone into a village of women and children and slaughtered them. I know now that the village was filled with Divine Love and comfort during their transition.  I hoped that they saw the face of God in their anguish.
Grace given.