I had a post typed up and I deleted it. It didn’t feel right. What is right anyway? I suppose it’s whatever is. At this very moment.
And so…I write to you about the grey sky. And the bare branches leaning against that sky. How a few leaves still cling to the branches…though not in desperation. No, these last leaves look comfortable. Knowing. They’ll drop when they’re ready.
And there is tea. More and more tea these days as the temperatures drop and my body follows the quiet suit of nature. There’s music playing. And a pup sleeping.
My desk is cluttered. I wear a favorite, worn sweater. My heart is full and content. There are stressors, certainly. But mostly it’s me and the sky and the branches and the tea and the sweater and the music and the (full) heart.
And this moment just feels right.
What feels right for you?
Sending a little love your way, m
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