August 29th, 2007

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Good Morning!

The moon last night was such a bright presence that I had to get up and spend time with it.  What a wonderfully reflective, shiny round friend.

Lama Anagarika Govinda says:

The forces which move the cosmos are no different from those which move the human soul.

Experiencing the sun and the moon and their movement helps me to understand that.   This morning I can laugh at my experience last night.  I attended another publishing workshop, this one on making the perfect "pitch," and I heard even more negatives on the current world of book publishing.  Everyone is so serious, including me, and the horror stories are out there, and somehow this morning looking out on all these happy bright green leaves, some already in sun, and others knowing it comes, it seems that life is exactly right with me. 

I find it ironic that the book Breast Stroke is about the peace and ease I found in what might have been traumatic, while last night in trying to "sell" it, I felt I was beaten with a battering ram, and I created the ram.  It was my expectation and demand.

It is time to back off and breathe.  Return to the earth, the ground of breath, the arms that massage and stimulate with the easy breeze and tease of connection and love.   I offer my breath and receive yours.  

Ah!!   Breathed!

Today, I have all I need.   May this day be the same for you, luxuriously simple, wise, complete.

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Evening -

I look out on darkness, await the rising of the moon.   Tiger is resting.  He was injured today and is recuperating.  I'm hoping the Reiki I did with him means we won't have a visit to the vet in the morning, and, if we need to, then, we will go. 

I took a short walk today to the little pond, which is condensed this time of year.  All was silent except for the deep belch of foghorns and the wide stirring swath of  wind.   A woman was picking and eating blackberries.  We both agreed we were blessed to be out on such a day.

I read a book highly recommended at the conference on Writing for Change.  It is called The Glass Castle and is by Jeannette Walls.  It seemed no one wanted to buy this book, because they saw it as about a "depressing" subject.  They missed the point.  It is mesmerizing.  I highly recommend it.   Imagine making your own braces.   Imagine the gift of your own star or planet.   Imagine surviving and thriving despite parents I suspect only this daughter could present with such compassion and kind intent.

Joseph Campbell said:  

“If you see your path laid out in front of you -- Step one, Step two, Step three -- you only know one thing... it is not your path. Your path is created in the moment of action. If you can see it laid out in front of you, you can be sure it is someone else's path. That is why you see it so clearly.”

May your own path dance in front of you, not one, two, three, but eight, nine, six.  Action.  Response.  Now and now and now.   Circle found.