learning to live present in each moment accepting the words as true though the bite stings in old wounds feel the rawness the tender edges they will heal
i watch as my mind cycles through its habitual twists and turns. i see how one event is good then bad then good. the truth is neither good nor bad but the mind can make it seem so. better to just watch as my mind cycles free from that neverending spin.
i sit and ponder how i came to this till i remember to release my thought and breath
take the time to pause before you open your mouth to say something you only mean in the moment.
each day made of the stuff of dreams. food, clothing, a safe place to rest how blessed we are.
my life is half begun though i have yet to live so filled with fear and a need to please that i no longer know who i am if I ever did.
stop to breath. feel the breeze tickle the hairs on your hand. smell the home cooking so good you can practically taste it. hear children laughing as they make up new rules to old games. see the love the world offers.