Returning and beginning.
It doesn’t get easier - does it?
One might think - after so many days…weeks…months and years - it might.
It’s really quite simple. Isn’t it?
Trust in what I know….and I do know this practice.
Find the familiar in this discomfort.
Find the comfort in what is so familiar…and yet - so new.
So many questions.
Can I? Will I? Should I? Do I dare?
Walking the same walk I walk every day.
The lush cool greens of hot summer…are changing to the warm golds of a cooler fall.
Babies cling shyly to their mothers…while the mothers hold their babies near and tight.
Outwardly - it appears - all the same.
Beginning and returning.
Here. Now. Today. In this moment.