(Rushing into the sanctuary, late,
trying to catch up to where the focusing group has already gone.)
trying to catch up to where the focusing group has already gone.)
Breathe in. Breathe out. Be still.
In a rush to be still? Huh. That's kind of funny.
Whoops, focus.
In a rush to be still? Huh. That's kind of funny.
Whoops, focus.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Release.
Taking my stone and dropping it into the calm pool.
Kerplunk. Watching the ripples push away the distractions.
Again and then again. And again.
The distractions seem to be fed by an unending source.
I realize I am in a hurry tonight to calm my spirit.
Taking my stone and dropping it into the calm pool.
Kerplunk. Watching the ripples push away the distractions.
Again and then again. And again.
The distractions seem to be fed by an unending source.
I realize I am in a hurry tonight to calm my spirit.
Breathe in. Breathe out. Trust and release.
Settling into the breathing. Drawing closer to the center.
"May I ask you a question?"
Yes.
"What do you think of me?"
He shakes his head, laughing softly, in the manner of a good friend,
and draws in the sand.
I look closer. There, a heart.
Settling into the breathing. Drawing closer to the center.
"May I ask you a question?"
Yes.
"What do you think of me?"
He shakes his head, laughing softly, in the manner of a good friend,
and draws in the sand.
I look closer. There, a heart.
Once again, taking the focus off myself
and pointing me to his love.
and pointing me to his love.
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