The day is exquisite. It is almost hard to breathe wide enough to take it all in and I'm working on it, working on tapping my lungs and widening my rib cage.
Sometimes I feel my inner ribs almost bruised as breath like a baby in the womb kicks for more understanding of inhalation, intake and space.
Did you see the full moon last night? Ah! Awe!!
Ellen sends me this in celebration of the moon.
Sitting alone in peace before these cliffs
the full moon is heaven's beacon
the ten thousand things are all reflections
the moon originally has no light
wide open the spirit of itself is pure
hold fast to the void realize its subtle mystery
look at the moon like this
this moon that is the heart's pivot
The moon that is the heart's pivot.
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