We, as in QG and I, are back home. Got in last night. With doing laundry, grocery shopping and going to yoga, today has been a delightful day of settling back into ordinary life.
Spending a week constantly surrounded by at least a half-dozen family members was interesting, fun, and intriguing. So different from the rest of our past thirty years. I could get used to living close to our peeps, but at the same time, my meditation/writing/introspective time of reflection was about as plentiful this past week as fleas on a bee. In other words: zippo.
So I dug into poetry today. So fun. Which just goes to show that every situation offers something to cherish. No matter who, if anybody, you are with or what you are doing right now, take a minute to breathe. Just sit back and enjoy this moment. It will never come again.
Approaching the Waterfall
Tender
and frail,
afraid
to fail,
weak,
lean,
wrecked and mean,
we
paddle for
shore.
Empty, we
see no more.
Sparse
hearts,
open, real,
we strive to feel,
craving the new,
the true.
Within,
not
without,
we hurt, we
shout,
we turn,
stiffen, skip
away, when
all
we really wanted
was
to sway.
Rains
fall. Winds
blow.
One day soon,
we'll know.
-2103 Kimberly Laustsen
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