Day 51: On SFF

As i look out the windows to the pond, my mind empties. An attempt to feel, maybe, but without intention. The quiet is welcome. A shift from the inner world of conversations and travels. Listening to the birds and frogs. Winds rustling each leaf.

As i walk the lands, my heart feels full. An experience of love and grace. The cool flow of the waters over my feet is refreshing and clearing. A tuning in to the presence of all living things. Listening to the ripples. Flowers calling me over.