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?