Presence

I’ve had Mohs surgery before but because there were complications this time, it has been a bit of an ordeal.  My eyes are swollen and ringed with purple and black.  My head is heavy.  I’ve been in pain.  What I’ve learned though as I ice the area and drink green tea, is the power of meditation, just being with the breath.  Since that’s all I can do I feel the power in it, the relief.  We have this tool and ability all the time but we are often busy with our “to-do” list and miss the point.   Presence is a present as we know and when we’re forced to stop and pause, it’s even more clear.  Each breath is a gift.

Flowering in Spring
Vision
Pathways



Curving to Hold and Let Go

The moon is luminous in the sky this morning.  It sips to shrink.

I’m with words from David Whyte: 

Apprentice yourself to the curve of your own disappearance.  

Can I do that?  Apprentice myself to the curve of my own disappearance.  

At my age,  I understand I won’t live forever.  Each moment and breath is precious, a gift, and I desire to be in the pause that knows and honors that, the curve that holds awareness in its lips, a smile. 

The moon shows us each month how to grow, shrink, and disappear.  She shows us as she stays whole yet gives us a moving view that is teacher and guide.   

Moon in the sky this morning, on her way to disappearing


Morning Light

What reveals when leaves leave