I'm purposefully letting the morning slowly flow around me. I'll eventually let my mind wrap around sound and wires in the next hour or so, but for the moment the whirring of my computer fan, the soft rush of water as Kristen takes a shower, the warble of the cat as he voices his displeasure about the lack of laps available for his usage, the clack of the keyboard. I'm lulled into a sense of peace.
I listen to the news. The world is hard and unforgiving. Only people can gentle it. Only we can forgive. It consistently amazes me how hard we work to double, triple, ten-fold the horrors of what simply Living can throw at us.
It's been a BUSY week. In ways exhausting. I feel it in my spine, in my mind, in the Love of this quiet moment. I feel it in my fingertips (sore), my feet (sore), my shoulders (sore). But every ounce of that makes me feel alive.
Yes. Wires and noise and strain will come again later in the day. This moment is peace. And coffee. A quiet joy.
Thanks all who've been part of my birthday week. I'm humbled by your presence.
I'm a fortunate human. |