Talking About It.

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This Saturday past, something was unsettling my spirit. 

Come evening, when I fell into bed, I lay'd awake for several hours' time, 

my heart pounding and keeping me above the surface of sleep. 

After I fell into a restless sleep, a dream came upon me wherein I felt very confused and lost, 

many people moving through the disconnected scenes. 

Within one of those dream sequences, a phone call came for me. 

Thich Nhat Hanh was at the other end of the line, 

saying we need to talk. 

He said to me you must love yourself. 

And then, I woke. 

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There are no words for how I am moving through life right now. 

I simply am. 

I simply allow myself to be. 

Life is allowed to unfold as I take it gently and slowly. 

My snowshoe trips up Coyote Hill turn into walking meditation. 

Time seems less constrictive. 

I open myself to possibilities that arise. 

It's a good life. 

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