It's the same every night yet of different essence/feel according to the seasons. I sit in my Porch where I'm surrounded by my hanging pots andmorning glory vine. I have a wonderful view of my side yard which includes a Pine and Mulberry tree and I feel their presence as a feeling emanating from each of them, and this feeling is apeaceful patient beauty to me and I am part of yet I can stand aside contemplatin them and me.. It brings me deep strange thoughts of the nature and cause of them and me . Im
that I am: Being. Soonall thoughts stop. I am home
On Dec 17, 2019 Alicia wrote :
that I am: Being. Soonall thoughts stop. I am home