You know this feeling,
this feeling right here,
of peace and stillness and calm?
It does not need to be fleeting.
It can be here, with you,
every day.
If you make room for it,
it will come,
and stay.
I live my life through the words I write
You know this feeling,
this feeling right here,
of peace and stillness and calm?
It does not need to be fleeting.
It can be here, with you,
every day.
If you make room for it,
it will come,
and stay.
Threading the blades of grass
between my fingers
and toes
picking up small particles of dirt
from the soil beneath
reconnects me to the Earth
grounding
calming me back to centre.
This, right here,
is all I have.
Everything I see and think in my mind
are not here with me.
Only the grass and the dirt
are.
Sound carries a long distance
in the morning
when there are few others
to compete with.
Listen to the world.
Appreciate, then choose,
your contribution.
Footsteps slow down
heel to toe motion
toes connect one by one with the ground
sensations traveling back to my brain
this is how it feels to walk slow
walk with intention and grace
tension releases
calm expands.
Remember.
A wave crashes into the sand,
the sand unmarked and smooth
with no footprint left of human or animal,
smooth.
A wave crashes into the sand,
obliterating any remnant peace or calm
once there,
leaving rough, disturbed rocks
strewn about haphazardly
as the water rescinds back into the ocean.
A wave crashes into the sand
like a monster rears his head,
with destruction looming
even while he waits, patiently,
to attack.
Grant myself permission
to sit, just sit
here, with a glass of wine
and blanket wrapped around my shoulders,
eyes fixed, but unfocused
on the flickering candle
there, on the coffee table.
Sit. Just sit,
and do nothing else.
Bless us with your presence
once again, on this morning,
this new day.
Today I choose to focus on your beauty,
your grace.
How easy it is to get lost in you.
Each individual part coming together
to make the whole.
Uniqueness remains,
despite temporary dissolution into the masses.
The journey details matter not,
as long as you reach the destination.
My, what calm. My, what comfort.
My, how snowflakes can be just
like humans.