After two days of zombie like state, waking up, there was a level of awareness I haven’t felt in days. Walking the dog I could see farther than my feet, feel the air and walk without the heavy chainmail of illness. I cherish this moment as I know it could slip away in a matter of hours. It’s as if the sun came out after weeks of rain..but clouds threaten to come obliterate it at any moment…
Still I’m unsteady, My head is spinning by my spirits are better.
We shall see how the day goes…
9:25am…
30 minutes… that’s all it takes… of focused action – to wear me out. My head swirls, stomach churns and exhaustion sets in… This is sacred energy – is given to you to use to live, not to do projects, clean the garden… keep actions of the day going… to keep life from looking messy… it is… we can’t hide it anymore. Do I leave the living for the rest to do? My world is much smaller than I ever thought it could be. Possibly that’s because I’ve stopped testing the waters and retreating – an action that kept me busy for years – pretend engagement with “the world”.
Was the creation of art Songan’s engagement with the world? I think it started out that way and then expanded to the universe…
Enjoy your coffee. Sip. Breathe. Be.