Wet and Mild
The morning is newish. It’s 7:30, daylight saving time. Temperatures are mild.
Work continues as usual. There is comfort in that enterprise.
It will be a long and busy day. Fresh Guatemalan coffee beans, crushed in the blender, fill the air with the promise of a comforting energy boost, maybe an aid for clearing out mind sludge. Later, the ride out to the college, more stitching, a trip to the post office and this evening a raretreat, a visit to a friend.
It’s a monastic life we have grown here near the river for the sake of art and peace. The calm makes the work possible. It’s time to be very grateful that we can be so still while in another kind of motion.
My prayer today — bring the light, sooth the suffering of others, lift the veil of ignorance from our eyes, let all souls rise.