Each day the same.
Yet unexpected.
I walk alone,
birthing friendship with Self, grass, birds, trees, smiles, nods…
Alone, the world holds me.
Written in response to the Medium’s Chalkboard prompt: Birthday By Dermott Hayes, April 9, 2020
-- a journey into awareness
Each day the same.
Yet unexpected.
I walk alone,
birthing friendship with Self, grass, birds, trees, smiles, nods…
Alone, the world holds me.
Written in response to the Medium’s Chalkboard prompt: Birthday By Dermott Hayes, April 9, 2020
If I’d learned anything, it was to be sure you know what you don’t know. It’s too easy to think you know everything, because then you fill in the blanks of knowledge with supposition and convince yourself that it’s the same as hard fact.
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Love this!
So true! I appreciate every little thing I see on my walks……hardly noticed them before.
I have been doing this kind of thing for years. I am elated to see more people doing it. This kind of presence is what I did when I was a small child and felt held by the world, friends with the bugs and audience to the clouds. I continue to remember the kind words of the teacher in the old movie Karate Kid, ” The sun is shining and the grass is green.
Unlike what you are saying, I never feel alone in this as I know I am connected to it all.