It may feel as if today is just another ordinary day, in an ordinary winter, on an ordinary star. We wake and we’re just not sure. Don’t I have some problems I need to attend to? I’m pretty sure there’s something wrong. Isn’t there? An invitation has appeared, but we are unsure of its origin.
Knowing that death will come to complete the cycle of the beloved in the world of time and space, how will you respond to the breath that is moving within you right now, to the feelings washing through you, and to the opportunity to know and to be the activity of love here?