Friday, January 17, 2014

black and white

Soft morning light on greens

a coppersmith calls out

a black and white cat walks the terrace

rumblings in the stomach

some muscles aching from the acro yoga session yesterday

thoughts about clients from the pottery are passing through


just like that

appearing out of nowhere

and returning to source

happening in this empty benevolent spaciousness that we are

everything is received already

welcomed as it is

and nobody is doing it

an open sacredness which perceives

everything as itself

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