I wake this morning with Rumi’s words flowing through and around me.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing

and right doing there is a field

I’ll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass

the world is too full to talk about.

We live in a field, a continuous exchange.  I invite and allow myself to feel the movement within and around me, no separation at all.

My grandson is in a Spanish immersion daycare school, so I’m learning Spanish on Duolingo.

Last night I started a new lesson on emotion and feeling.  It’s quite lovely.

I’m with this: Como te sientes?  How do you feel?

Sientes comes from sentir.  I love how sense is there in the question.  How do you sense, and in that, how do you feel?