3.30.15

The sun shines through the window in the corner of my eye.

I blink and awake from a stupor of past and future meaninglessness.

I am in and out, in and out.

Present, future, present, past, future, present, past.

A wind blows by and stirs up the warm smell of pine: present.

A thought sails in, whisking my focus off to another place in time.

I center and ground, breath deep in joy and gratitude.

I want to be here.

I can be a mere observer of the mind.

And then the wild horses begin to gallop again.

Get a grip.

Breath.

Smile.

Repeat.

1 thought on “3.30.15

  1. Beautiful!! Makes me want to be there!!

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this:
search previous next tag category expand menu location phone mail time cart zoom edit close