06/23/2026
Stepping into the void.. No clocks. Just nature’s rhythms. In my circle and calling in all the protection and asking for the answer for which I seek with deep gratitude. Sun rising, birds chirping through the day until their afternoon nap. Extra bug repellant while the birds rest as the mosquitoes come after my face, hands, or ankles.
Sitting with the breath. In each direction giving thanks. Tending to the body to stand and sway with the trees or stretch and take in healing water. Turning throughout the day to face and ask for awareness. The hum of the creek in the distance is a constant peaceful drone. Butterflies dance, a flicker pecks away, nothing but fast moving clouds for hours, thoughts come in and I send them out. Focusing on the spider's invisible web, or the ladybug crawling up the tent, or the ground squirrel stuffing its face nearby. Layers peel off as the heat comes in. Sometimes hunger comes and I drink more water.
I want to quit sometimes from the mundane. The lack of doing, or from my stomach saying it wants to eat. I push on with more water, and because I’m allowing. And, this is only a short time I tell myself. The song of the birds fills my heart again, and carries me through. Green ponderosa pines and wild grass abound. I stare at the clouds again and try to not make them into objects, I don’t need labels and useless thoughts. Bees buzz around hovering near the ground in search. An occasional small plane and its loudness roars through.
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