eyes half- closed.. dreaming.. thinking of places that warm my heart...open land...small villages....oh cities. always cities too... ..
sometimes i wonder if my spirit.. soul is seeking something more... not an accumulation of more... more quality and meaning in the day to day...
very much understanding and realizing that my being is sometimes restlless.. and needs to move around.. see. take in.. inject... absorb.... mb to be re-awakened again and again... spurting new growth...... like a refresh button....
at 58, and yes I’m 58 years YOUNG.. lots to do and think about......common for those of us pushing up the numerical chart to reflect about where we have been... where we are.. and where we are going.. or want to go........
reminds me of all the books i read in the early 70’s - khalil Gibran- the prophet, be here now- Ram das, our bodies ourselves, man’s search for meaning(frankl), anais nin.. could go on and on...
what were some of yours???
