Once again, I need to remember, to live in the idea that time is infinite and every moment lasts forever. I skip ahead so frequently and it does me harm. It harms me. Here I am, observing my life in this moment.
- Warm lamp light
- Spinning ceiling fan
- The sound of Peter's voice in the other room
- The feel of my toe separators, separating away
- Breath in
- Breath out
I am not at work. I am not in Friday. I am not in next week. I am here. I am in my bedroom writing this, writing this.
Fall is a time of settling down and I need it. I'm returning to a little more yoga and it's helping. I am in need of centered awareness, of self-settling. Breath in and out. Observe the breath. Return to self.