There is delight in ritual for me. A plan, a decision to meet with myself every morning here with you. I keep it simple: make coffee, feed the loved one, take a few sippies of the coffee, sit in the same chair laptop on my lap, roll through some email, read a bit of this n’ that, feel and smell the morning air, let the morning take me where she will. When it’s cool, with no notion of a rise in temperature in the day, I light a candle. Sooner than later words start to come. There is no plan on what to say, only what bubbles up to my surface from what seems to be flowing through me in the moment. I have ‘guides’ that I invite into the mix occasionally or they arrive unexpectedly into my consciousness. They are not chatty, or overtly influential, just a presence I feel and see in my minds eye. They are always welcome. They are always around.
Olympic opening..
Thus far, there have been 498 days of this happening here for me. I still wish I could do this with exercise. Can I hear a LOL? God, would I be in spectacular shape for an ol’ geezergirl.
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Faithful rhythm scores
the days rise to the light
The well goes to the center
Into the heated core
bubbling up to give
It’s not the fire that
holds me above center
Not yet there where
I can settle this point
of light yearning.
In the belief that
I am the fire, I am
the center, I am a
light everlasting
I shimmer in possibility
I shimmer with All
in this awakening
no less equal than
infinite love and grace
Humored by the muse
of light and dark
Teased to the fork in the road
when all Paths will take
me home to you
Faithful is the rhythm
harmonic notes finding
the perfect point of Light
As we all sing together
what calls us to Be.
breathe
Jeanne Adwani ~ geezer girl 