I sat in meditation. On the back deck under the sun on a fall morning. I could feel both the crispness of the air and the warm sun. I chuckled though because it just felt like summer the other day. Change and contrast is in the air as I breathe. It’s easy to fall in love in these moments. No matter what is going on, meditation brings me back to center. Yet, often so does a hug, a smile and laughter. In meditation, I could feel the power of whatever is next. Yet it is now. It wasn’t definable to my mind and I am okay with this. It’s the mystery. The Universe’s story and I am just one of many players… well, let’s say artists. We all are. Continue reading
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