I drew a square on a blank piece of paper. My morning meditation was to view the day that awaited as a blank canvas. The portrait’s actual image would be my choice. Naught would be painted save what I chose to fill in the blank space.

This evening I sat and looked at the morning’s image and pondered what had filled the frame’s blank canvas. The day contained joy and sadness not expected. And then the giggle to realize the frame was too small. I had chosen to limit the day’s abundance, grace, compassion, and heart. Looking up from the piece of paper, I stared at the sky and floating clouds as the sun began to set. Nope, not even that was big enough. Closing my eyes I imagined the universe, the universes and the grand cosmic vastness beyond me. Nope, still not big enough. With my hands to my heart, I looked inside and found the infinity I sought.