It happened again
It’s mid day, I have been practicing meditating at various times throughout the day, not just the beginning and end. I am in the back bedroom looking East. Foggier than it has been this year but the weather is actually more consistent with how it has been historically.
It happened again - an internal seismic shift. I actually felt something move.
Restlessness and relentlessness are dancing together. It is not choreographed. The soundtrack has rhythms and keys which are sometimes harmonious and other times there is discord.
It doesn’t feel quite right. Wait, that is not the word I want to use as it presents a binary (you know my feelings about that). Rather it doesn’t feel natural, yet.
So I am seeking new ways of tuning in. I meditate more. I am still more. I am more curious about not only my inner dialogue but that of others. I am writing more.
Being attuned to the melodies and baselines within as I move my being through time, place and space is allowing me to listen more deeply.
To be here— now. Fully
This blog was written on May 15, 2021
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