Another week, another shi sai…ReVerse…looking back in snippets so I can settle in for another week with a clean slate
the slate, is never actually clean or completely clear, is it? Our lives are the sum of a multitude of experiences…flash points that leave indelible imprints in our memory.
The sun took a siesta this week, allowing hoards of gray, bloated, sweaty clouds to take up residence in its place. Endless gloomy weather does a number on my serotonin deficient brain. Even medicated, I find myself clamoring for bits of bright.
This is where mindfulness becomes my savior, especially if I surrender to each moment. Moments shift the spiral ever so slightly. It is there in the midst of beautiful chaos. It. Is. Here.
Have a great week, but first…take a moment…take two. 😊
“Maybe” is too tenebrous.
Bolt, skedaddle, flit
Nope! I told you, I’m good…
visiting my dreams,
azure strokes of ink on parchment,
don’t forget to stir
darkening blots on gray matter.