29 January 2016
A moment of calmness.
What prompts it? I’m still doing my usual bullshit–wasting the morning doing a sudoku.
Yet I become aware of a stillness in the house. My three little pets keeping me company and bearing witness. A soft, even light suffuses the room. The rain drips, unevenly, from the eaves as it has so frequently for weeks. The lines of water on the window have a silvery glisten, and the bare Magnolia tree, just beginning to bud, spreads its branches–seeming to accept the soft rain with quiet grace.
Well, how else would a tree react? And yet I see it–I feel it.
It’s an awareness that steals over me in these moments. Some sort of acceptance. A gap in the constant low-level judgement from my mind.
Ah…thank you house. Thank you tree, and rain. Thank you my furry co-passengers. And thank you my self, for reminding me, sometimes.
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