La Luna

IMG_3693 Shaky hands hug a warm mug of my favorite French press coffee. Heart racing; breath shallow. Centering my focus on the mug, it's warmth, and the sweet smell of black coffee. I fill my lungs completely, so that they press and stretch out my upper ribs, bringing that delicious space into my upper back. Holding for a moment, sipping a bit more air into my chest, then sighing. Sighing out all the tense&sticky bits&pieces the Moon has been bringing me.

They're like little gifts, little reminders of how to breathe, move, relax, contemplate, inquire, discover.

The past week, with big cosmic movements: the full moon, Mercury in retrograde in Scorpio, and a lunar eclipse, have left me jittery and scattered, yet contemplative and introspective. Continue reading "La Luna"

The Morning Golden Rays

Nature's first green is gold, Her hardest hue to hold. Her early leaf's a flower; But only so an hour. Then leaf subsides to leaf, So Eden sank to grief, So dawn goes down to day Nothing gold can stay. -Robert Frost

The morning golden rays shower over Kuta Beach.

I woke up at sunrise today to see what details the sunrise uncovers...

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