.......

....... I don't know...
But
Being alive doesn't seem only
to do with
diferent forms and shapes,
but only to do with
experiencing experiences.
Within my deepest, deep self I
sense a continuous now.

:-)


The little fan in the fireplace is blowing.
I stand warm looking out at
pine needles scattered
wind-blown all over the deck, then
sit at the table chopping vegetables for
lunch, remembering the monk's admonitions to do
each task mindfully, with ease, not rushing, not
just to get it done and over with.
My winter door is open to the sun.
I feel a sense of peace from those cool
breezes blowing and the shadows playing on the deck.
Looking around, away, and outward from this
place, this moment, as far as I can see in any
direction, I see nothing.
Only Here
Only now
Is all I see.
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