It’s been 25 years since we moved into our house, newly built, the ground outside mounds of dirt.  Much has changed, rooms assuming new personalities, windows added to welcome the light, softening dark times.  A meditation room exposing the sky.  The yard carpeted with gardens, water flowing in pond and pool, an anchoring river birch, the adjoining lot our miniature park.

I find refuge sitting inside in a favorite chair, lounging outside at the base of the mountains.  Emotions experienced in all their fullness.  Love, anger, happiness, sadness, achievements, disappointments.  Home.

CENTER

A bottomless pit

Connecting at the center

Intuitive grace.