sunny, breezy, bright day.
started re-reading zinn's Wherever You Go, There You Are, to help pull me out of my frenzied busy-ness of late. startling how vivid my moments become when i once again remember to wake up in them, to remind myself that "this is it", this one moment here is all that exists right now, and is all that will ever exist. grateful for exposure to these ancient teachings.
A lark constellation hangs in the night sky, beating its wings as it lifts off the ground. Everything I love, this whole earth, is under the lark.
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