The whisper…May the speed of the day, the beating of my heart, the vigilance of my body, the fluttering joys and sadness be stilled and frozen. And in the stillness of speed suspended and surrendered, I…..
It was a rare, unheard of and torrential rain that fell at the end of May. Looking out the window I felt a drop upon my head. Another and another drop followed. Three drops total falling from a light fixture. The gentle man who came to…..
I watched the dust swirl in the yards and even eclipsing the mountains at times. My little dog added to the wind dust as she stopped running and began pawing the ground like a bull about to charge. The wind tugged and pulled on a neighbor’s flag…..
What do you see my friend? What do you hear? What is you are feeling? I watch your stillness and my mind and heart do wonder. Perhaps, your stillness, like a finger to my lips is whispering “Ssssssshhhhhh little one. No more questions. Just be. Just BE…..
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