I love my breath.
I love walking in the cooling air.
I love finding my love inside me as I watch a small grey cat come and check me out.
I love how breathing makes me feel more alive as I breathe deeper.
I love remembering the simple things that make up a very deep yes in my moments.
I love that I can post and share my love with all of you.
now with feeling.
how did it go?
p.s. you want to write funny songs?
that’s the theme this month‘s songwriting class.
it’s the same me.
I’m sure you’ve heard: you can move the girl out of the country,
but you can’t take the country out of the girl.
i am slowing challenging myself to live from the inside out.
such a tricky proposition to accept responsibility for my world;
o so freeing
and then, darn…
so much responsibility
I will take each moment lightly as it comes
and when I am able
hold the light of my own creation
with whatever joy I can muster,
it is MY world I’m creating here.
I have choice.