Waking up
I wake up in the morning. The day opens up with new expectations but fill it up with concerns and projections. I close my eyes hoping to hang on to the present moment feeling for a while longer. Pushing away the concerns of what will happen during the day. The energy surges through my body as it begins to breath life force. "The day is fresh" that is the only thought I allow to stay active. The open space in my mind is peaceful and undisturbed in its beauty. But the future expectations are circling this space with jealousy like a pack of wild dogs circling their prey. I take a bit of this present moment experience and put it inside my pocket....something of this experience must travel with me through the day. As the space of peaceful awareness implodes the jubilation in my heart continues. I know that I would be able to stop at any time during the day and touch the treasure I have taken in my pocket today. The laugh of youth fills the air as the secret of vitality reveals itself.
I wake up in the morning. The day opens up with new expectations but fill it up with concerns and projections. I close my eyes hoping to hang on to the present moment feeling for a while longer. Pushing away the concerns of what will happen during the day. The energy surges through my body as it begins to breath life force. "The day is fresh" that is the only thought I allow to stay active. The open space in my mind is peaceful and undisturbed in its beauty. But the future expectations are circling this space with jealousy like a pack of wild dogs circling their prey. I take a bit of this present moment experience and put it inside my pocket....something of this experience must travel with me through the day. As the space of peaceful awareness implodes the jubilation in my heart continues. I know that I would be able to stop at any time during the day and touch the treasure I have taken in my pocket today. The laugh of youth fills the air as the secret of vitality reveals itself.
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