Driving from Boston to Philadelphia yesterday, my efforts to upload an off-the-cuff video ran into tech glitches. While it’s not actually Monday morning anywhere at this point, I’m grateful I could release the ritual and focus on a gentle journey to my destination.
I plan to post more this week, but at 6:46 birdsong beckons from the backyard and I hear the murmurs of a small/mighty/marvelous niece downstairs. Last week I mused on poet Raymond Carver’s beautiful late-in-life wonderings. Today I offer a few questions that are serving me in transition:
how do I stay in wonder rather than in worry?
how do I remember I belong to the earth?
what am I releasing in this moment, and what am I nurturing?
bedtime reminders appeared last night in a favorite guest room; thanks, Katherine & Nate