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June 12, 2016 Marcie Scudder

I woke to a distant rumble and the comforting sound of rain.
I've missed this. 
So.

In that in-between dream state...I wasn't quite sure. What was I hearing...seeing...feeling?
Have I really arrived at my set destination?
I have.

I set an intention. The energy carried its own momentum.

In 10-short days...I emptied a house we'd lived in for 30-long-years.
It was a practice of cleansing and clearing...of letting go...of releasing.
There's been no time or space for quiet contemplation...for focused meditation...for savoring. 

At times - I almost forgot how it is to breathe. Long and slow and deliberate and deep.

I've wondered how it was going to be.
This landing.
Here.
Will it be a soft one? An easy one? A one that is welcoming and warm?

I've imagined. 

Two years ago - almost to this day - I wrote this.
About returning...and beginning...and carrying on. I'd been away from this practice.
The circumstances - yes - were different. The reasons - in many ways - much the same.

I felt like an intruder...and interloper...an uninvited observer as I witnessed this intimate scene.

My breath slowed.
I could hear the rhythm of my heart's beating. Steady. Strong. Sure.

I've arrived.
On this side of there.
Here.

 

 

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