8-6-24

This morning I arrive in time to see the sunlight reach the cloud tops

in the western sky.

At ground level everything is stillness.

Occasionally I hear a bird call, but they remain unseen.

The squirrels too, unseen.

No movement in the trees, the winds at rest.

Let me follow the lesson plan that I get from the natural world.

Let me solve the riddles and complete the tasks that present

themselves today.

Let me learn to believe in my calmness more than I believe in my

anxiety.

The slow movement of the clouds, the changing nature of reality,

It all just goes so well, who am I to question.

8-8-24

More and more, believing in the unseen, unknown,

Less and less in expectation and accomplishment.

We do what we do, we are who we are, we go where we go.

All things combine to create existence.

And yet, I believe there is more, there is so much that creates wonder.

Yes it is the natural world, but maybe the natural world is a bridge.

A bridge to what is beyond my grasp, beyond my understanding.

The Great Mystery, let it never be beyond my wonder,

Let it never be beyond my appreciation.