And so...I begin again.
Hard to believe that after 5 years of daily practice...I view myself - still - as a beginner. Always something new to discover. Always something different from the day that was before.
I expect nothing. I never know what it is I'll find..or when...or where.
I listen for the sound of the birds..the unexpected rustle amid the unexpected brush. I seek out clues for what appears to be so much the same..and - yet - so different than what was the day before.
I peek around corners. I search inside and underneath and in-between. I am present. I am alive..awake...acutely aware.
And here I am. I am here. Again and again...I begin.