Sunday morning, and the weather is a bit wild. London, in its muggy basin, doesn't get much wild weather. Time enough this morning for an hour's meditation. The wind circles and pushes on the windows, backs off again. An occasional car slushes by on the wet road. The cat purrs and sighs. Mind/heart/body still, for once, and accepting. Soft breath, slow thought, slowing sometimes into no thought. Gentleness for self and others, here and now. The wind again, a plane, a car, a breath. Sufficient.
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A wonderful feeling well described. I hope that this peacefulness continues for you, Jean.
A cat waking over one, to find the favorite blanket on the end of the sofa.
Udge, ha, after that came the Monday from hell at the office, but that's what life is like...
amen
Hard to perceive anything other than gentleness for others, but glad you can find it for yourself too.
this is such a lovely incarnation here at tasting rhubarb, and great to hear your peaceful words which take me back to all we shared. lots of love, jean.
Thank you for the reminder, Jean — a breather for me during a "Monday from hell" type of day.
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