Night Wind

no sit again.

stood on porch tonight, letting the dog out. dark and wind, just like where i grew up beside the ocean, where there was always a wind, the way it should be.

peepers are abundant, calls ringing from all across the land now. clouds hiding some of the stars, others shining through.

continue to reflect on the notion of living our days as we live our lives. i've come to look at my days like they are my entire life: the morning is youth, through to evening when my life will be ending soon. when i 'wake up' to myself being caught up in something that i know to be unimportant, i remind myself of this idea and it has an immediate effect of releasing me from the mindset. if i get overwhelmed with the number of tasks i'm trying to get done and i happen to wake up in the midst of them, it becomes instantly clear to me which are important and which can be left. in this way, it is as valuable to me as the tasks from gurdjieff's work.