Life is just so busy . . . I can barely hang on to a thought sometimes. I stop to catch my breath. Or actually feel my breath. Focusing all of my attention on its rhythm and finding that peace that is so elusive at times. In that quiet, thoughts flow freely, without direction or dissection. These thoughts hold no weight, no burden of action. Worries and deadlines that preoccupy my mind can loosen their grip. I breathe in much more than air. In each breath I remember I am well and I am grateful.
- I’ve been thinking a lot about the spaciousness of the now when we attend to it.Consciousness is all that matters. It is the very basis of all matter....We choose the moments we live in.One of my grandfather’s creations. A ship in a bottle. A 4 mast schooner circa 1900 to be exact. The details. The fuzz from the chimney of the light keepers home. The flag. I see patience. I see love. I miss the smell of old spice mixed with ocean and the twinkle in his eyes. His patience and love. Oh the grace of the smoke from that chimney- I know someone still tends the light. #shipsinbottles #mastermariner #details #patienceislove #laughterisgrace #feelingthemusicmaybe it will be