In many ways I am grateful for the year that has passed, for the voices of support, the strong arms which held, the love enfolding. I am grateful for a life continuing to unfold with ‘yes’ and ‘welcome’.
I am a little sad as this day will always be the day it began, no not began but finally happened as if the many years before were practices for the real thing. In hindsight the real thing was not as I expected it to be, the lesson being life never is…as expected.
I ought to celebrate and I did. Somehow the spirit is not entirely light.
I ought to let this be just another day. Somehow the heart rebels, the child wants care.
When one is not entirely present in the living but instead attached to an outcome, a dis-ease arises. This agitation of the spirit, the tantrum as the soul demands attention. So here is my experience…
I am opening to the present and what it is, today is however way it comes with a little bit of this and a little bit of that.
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