Good morning, at least here in the Pacific Northwest of America it is. It’s a bit after 8 a.m. and the sun is shining. Birds are singing. It is a beautiful morning. And I, for one, am grateful for this day I’m in.
I’ve opened the patio doors to the backyard, (while I’m writing this post). I feel the cool spring breeze and hear birds chirping. I sit here, morning cup of coffee in hand, contemplating the many things I notice when not “too busy” to pay attention.The nuances of life that I should be feeling and sensing, not the “noise” of life’s disharmony in a too hectic world. Time to reset my “sensing frequency” settle back, relax and just be in the moment.
“There is no partial sensitivity;
either it is the state of one’s whole being, total consciousness
or it is not there at all.”