7 am – Morning sky blushes with the dawning of a new day
8 am – Deep in meditation
9 am – Clouds thicken, thunder rumbles in the distance
10 am – First raindrops dance on the foxglove’s leaves
11 am – Rain plays snare drum on the skylights
Noon – Quiet now, air fresh and sweet
1 pm – Weather? Whether?
2 pm – Sun wonders how much to show
3 pm – Wind kicks up a frenzy in the forest canopy
3:30 pm – Warm massage table welcomes me
4 pm – surrender
4:30 pm – Tears flow, open heart, no story
5:30 pm – Sun blesses the shoreline, clouds retreat to the hills
Got my mud boots and my sunglasses on
Singing my spirit home again
(Thanks to Jennifer Eisele in Santa Cruz for a great massage and cranial sacral therapy)
copyright (c) April 2009 Kathy Loh, all rights reserved
Beautiful poem Kathy.
Favorite time of day-4:30 Tears flow, open heart, no story.
Sound like the work of compassion to me. Thanks for sharing your heart. Wonderful story.
And the picture, nice, very nice.
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teehee! look at those clouds! Yes, we must be on the same wavelength!
What a beautiful, healing day you’ve described, Kathy. It sounds magical.
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Thank you Ingrid and Leah! Your clouds in your artwork Leah were so strikingly similar. Don’t you love those synchronicities?
Happy to share my heart with you anytime Ingrid!
– Kathy
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