January 19, 2004 02:43 AM
tonight as i ran, i looked up through the trees against the gray winter sky and felt pure and child -like glee in the awareness of this moment and the utter sense of being ALIVE. i was alone on the trail. the air was fresh and electric with a cool breeze after a light rain. i reminded myself that it is indeed moments such as this one that comprise the significance. the little moments and the little things throughout the day that are there to be delighted in and celebrated. stop waiting. live now. all it takes is awareness and eyes and ears that do not take for granted or assume a thing. it is a discipline i am learning as i breathe.
there are orange roses in my Great Aunt’s lead crystal vase on the floor of my bedroom next to the futon where i sleep. Bartholomew has a red silk pillow in the shape of a heart. He is smiling in his benevolence.
A F W