Ahhhhh….awake early, before six.
A quiet meditation, prayer and song.
A gorgeous walk along the canal,
the river lower than I’ve ever seen it,
revealing water-carved stones,
jagged edges smoothed
by the relentless flow of life.
Breakfast, reheated leftovers
from last night’s dinner—delicious.
Then energy work.
Then a second breakfast…
Perfectly easy to peel hard-boiled eggs,
Then drum circle,
and I was moved nearly to tears
to sit with these beloveds
and share a moment together,
Connecting through rhythm
and the space between the pulses
of our drum beats, our heart beats.
Then lunch, ahh…nourishment.
When I taught my yoga classes
it felt like such a privilege,
so sacred to witness these beings
finding center, finding stillness, breathing…
And then a beautiful snack with tea
in the afternoon sun,
and I think my heart might burst
at the light kissing all the leaves golden,
and the crispness of the air
and the blueness of the sky
and the openness of my mind
finally coming home,
finally coming home
to rest in this beautiful present moment.