Today there were no real musings. I cleaned out the garage, almost. I nearly cut the lawn as it won’t stop growing. I thought about cutting some branches but thought better of it.
I did however spend a short time sitting; drifting in the absolute of silence. Don’t always find time during the day, but today things just lined up.
My time, funny seeing it written down. Who is this My? So hard to stay in the now, especially when you are working. But I do find it helps, almost.
Everyday for a year I shall never make it. Practise makes better.