Living Wholeness

I’m struck by this quote and invite my voice to reveal my immersion in and reception of the breath.

From Philip Shepherd’s book Radical Wholeness.

A person’s voice is like an MRI that reveals immediately how much of her body is available to the breath—and so, too, how much of her being is available to the Present. When the body is liberated from its divisions, it becomes a fluid medium through the entirety of which the breath travels like a wave. Like a living graph, the voice reveals the progress of the breath through the body—and the ways in which the body blocks that progress—to everyone within earshot… If you crave sensation and awareness, you don’t need a magnet in your finger to provide it. The whole of the world lives through you, expressing itself in an avalanche of sensations within. If you could find your way back home to the body, to the breath, to yourself, you would liberate your awareness into the realm of a felt mystery from which you can learn in ways limited only by your willingness to attend to it.

Grandchild finds a Roly-poly or a Roly-poly finds him.
Careful Placement

Entering Fall

Feeling the shift in light, I put out pumpkins and change candles to yellow and orange.  I breathe more deeply, receive the fresh stirrings in the air activating and energizing the moments remaining to me. I read that people my age are happy because they recognize the gift of each breath, the air moving in and out.

Yesterday I walked to and from Tennessee Valley Beach.  Photos speak in the mist.  

Rock outcrops view the sea
The Pacific beckons
A dam holds the creek to make a pond
A face in the rock
Low tide reveals wreckage from the steamship Tennessee landed here in 1853
Daisies, poison oak, and horsetails twine the ages
The mist pours in
Bridging the autumn dry creek
The path beckons
Fulfilled
Miwok Stables