it’s been a day of oh, well. it’s been a day of feeling like this sure the fuck ain‘t my day. a person like myself with extremely high standards usually hits the wall of give-in-and-shrug-it-off. good enough is where i end up. but, yet, then again, i must remember to extend to myself the same grace and mercy i allow others when i say it‘s alright….it‘ll all be OK.
i sat out in the sweet cool air of pencilfox acres this morning reading and journaling on the deck. sipping tea with raw honey and almond milk. so many feelings and thoughts were running through. coming to terms with age and disease and mortality. god does not fit into the equation any longer. right now, objective truths and meditation fill my needs. and this :: when did that birch tree get so tall?