I gather up my notebook, pencil and water bottle and head outside to journal. My heart trills as it recognizes our widened world and my being-ness needs open spaces ~ expanding beyond the walls of my sweet little house.
As i head out the back door towards the barn, i put on a sweater under my coat as the wind is blowing and it looks cold. I throw Lakota a flake of hay so she will stay near me and make my self comfortable on the bales which form a comfortable, but crunchy couch.
The north wall of the pole barn completely blocks the wind. I smile and relax. The afternoon sun warms my face and fingers. I note the moisture under my arms and pull off my coat. I sit still and my cat bounces over to see what’s not going on. I close my eyes and watch the colors on the inside of my eyelids. I can change them by squinting and then the color swirls around as i relax my eyes. I take off my sweater and feel the blessed sun on my chest. A phrase that i heard on the morning news repeats through my head.
“Rosa sat so Martin could walk.
Martin walked so Obama could run.
Obama ran so our children can fly.”
My cat purrs, my horse chomps, my heart expands.
I thank the goddess for this blessed space.
The fact that everyone does not share my joy does not diminish my bliss.
The world has changed and it is a better place.
* annette
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Loved "my heart trills".
You captured it in such a beautiful way. Thank you.
Mary
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