Be As You Are

My heart unearthed is extraordinary.
It is ripe as the full moon hanging heavily in the night sky.

Years ago, on such a night, I'm reminded of
the sturdy oar dipping softly into the lake.

Soft, sparkly illuminations cresting and falling under the projection of that moon.
Canoe following it's path in the water
and
the crickets singing us surely toward shore.

I was not alone.
And now I carry with me always the moon, the lake, the crickets.

The breath is a powerful tool.

Breathe in--

be filled with beauty and peace.

Breathe out--

soften and allow.

March 1st

Yesterday, March 1st, nearly 6pm,
as my car journeyed north toward home
I gazed at the soft blue of the sky,
the peaks of the foothills, towering mountains behind
and realized
it's not dark out!

Then, a thought--
is this the first day the light of day is longer
or
am I just noticing for the first time today?