For almost two years I have been answering six questions each night and emailing them to a friend. What inspired me today? When did I feel balanced? What made me happy? Joyous? When was I creative? For what, am I grateful. It is a wonderful way to end the day.
I was inspired by or when ...
I am grateful for ....
The first three questions come from Spinoza via Angeles Arrien. I added the next three. I wanted more ways to honor the fullness and even emptiness of my day.
This weekend I committed to a friend to sense each day, to notice, and share with her what I notice. I notice right now my eyes. I close them and open them, scrunch up my face, and release. What do I see when I touch my jaw, run my tongue over my teeth, feel my feet?
I am going to try to post more often, to not censor myself, thinking I might be boring. I'll let you decide what to read and receive.
I've been reading about giving a speech and about how giving a speech is about receiving, receiving an audience, receiving individuals. Perhaps, here, even when there is no response, we are still opening to receive. We beckon possibility, and wait, with openness and curiosity. We honor that there is a world we share, and we dip in and out, like birds at a feeder, grateful it is here.