Days are getting longer. Today, the sun rose at 6:54AM, with plans to set at 6:20pm. The sky is clear. The sun is shining with no constraint. My mood is tranquil.
On days like this, my love for life and the vast blue has no room for doubt. Hope registers in my body. I am writing right now. Actual writing – using all of me, in a state that’s deep and quiet without wanting, and only love and trust.
I have been distracted by making music, singing and dancing. It is great that my spirit is alive again and my body feels the joy and life that’s awakening in me. The exploding colors and feelings inside of me are pulling me away from the sacred state needed for writing. The momentary heightened vibrancy takes over: it is pulling me away from my center.
It is on days like this, as I am typing, as the sun shines, amidst war, I am walking myself home, one step at a time. Writing is my blue sky: it holds the key to my heart. This is the romantic story of my life, the love of my life. May you find yours. May we turn back to this Love often and daily. May our shared stubborn affinity towards peace and love prevail.
