Odd to try to sit and empty my mind then write words/thots at the same time. Silly actually. No dream recall this morning. Red and I walked fifteen minutes, no words then except with our neighbor Johanna who loves him. There’s emotion raised. And I label the experience walking meditation. Impressions of wondrously painless knees, thanks Lisa D, flapping blue floral pajama legs, constant checking if this is cold temperature; am I chilly? No
Now as Red naps on desktop, I turn thought to Jesus, God. Intentional words: Lord walk with me every moment today. I do love you, revere you, thank you for this melange of a life. Take care of, bless, protect my tribe, whom I won’t name here but image through out the day. Save our world and nation even if that makes me illiberal to ask. Well, you have a chosen people, too. (Am I trying to virtue signal even while I address divinity, or am I totally confused and faith bolixed? Maybe bumping up against my Buffers?)
I now consider Lee’s Gabrielle book. Lightning might strike that man someday, at least from GIG camp. Remarkable engaging parody. Why DOES it engage me? Certainly I do want to learn what my Wise Man teaches. And he always entertains
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