Day 42, Morning Meditation


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Today I chose to sit at the end of a ramp at a marsh overlook. No camera. No pencil and paper. No inclination to recall the names of birds or grasses.
Just open eyes and heart and palms, receiving what is, as it is. The gurgle of water against the wooden dock. The rippling and jolts of fish on the move. A fleeting glide of a small overhead flock. Continue reading