I walk outside, open my arms, and greet the sun.  I woke too late to see NEOWISE the comet in the early morning sky but I know she’s there streaking along. 

We used to sleep outside on our deck on a featherbed.  I’m with that this morning as I read these words.  

When I went out

In the spring meadows

To gather flowers

I enjoyed myself

So much that I stayed all night

—Akahito

I’m also with John Muir:

“I only went out for a walk and finally concluded to stay out till sundown, for going out, I found, was really going in.”

May we balance on in and out as we feel what’s stirring within, and circling all about.