Enjoying the quiet. There was a bird call this morning as I was walking the mother spiral that sounded like a Jew’s harp. It had this cool, buzzy quality to it.
Today’s walk felt peaceful and quiet. No words. Actually, I haven’t been getting “words” the past few days. Just peace.
A settling in my body as a counterpoint to the wild, chaotic energies that have been running through me. Wild, calm, chaotic, quiet. Back and forth, a lot like the paths on the spiral, first I’m winding up, then I’m winding down.
Ahhhhhhh.
