Branches of breath.
( a quick personal note written after meditating by luscious trees )
these branches extend my breath. a breath giving moment rather than breath taking. deepening my sense of aliveness. how bizarre and yet easy to live and to not feel alive. however here i sit, living. it is so easy to be sweetly lost here, so simple to just be. eyes closed, and i’m gone. evaporated into stillness but still very much existent just like water that has morphed meltingly into mist. subtle yet present. it is a treat to open my eyes to this. i can already feel the blessings pouring in. behold. this light streaming in as blessings for all of us.
mohini