Wednesday, July 27, 2011

sacred day two hundred four

the journey.

the road home is a treck i enjoy.  i love the time to think, to listen, to be. to simply be present to the moment.  to the road before me.  to be present to the sleeping boy in the back seat, though sometimes so lost in thought that i take the long way home.  no stress, no anxiety.  no worry over the time or the distance.  happy and whole in this moment.  sacred time for the sacred soul with mountains in sight.

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