A Story of this Day.

 

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The day felt good and right from the beginning as I woke early, 

yet something large and sad was stuck sideways in me. 

I am beginning to acknowledge this feeling when it rises in me 

because my Intuition is telling me something is suddenly eventful in the Universe. 

Years ago, when working with Elders, 

there was always a wind that arose when one of them passed. 

Don’t ask me why…or how…it just simply came about that way. 

This morning, Thich Nhat Hanh had gone Home, 

and a wind brought us swirling whirling snow amidst a gorgeous sky. 

It was sudden, and then it passed just as quickly. 

The Universe knew. 

To move past the feeling in my spirit, 

I dressed as if "going to church” and went snowshoeing. 

My sadness allowed me to weep. 

When I arrived home, I was still in a state of voicecrack. 

Mister Jones asked me if I were OK, if I needed to talk, 

but I simply replied 

“I will be alright…it has nothing to do with you.” 

Just sayin’…..

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