People and happenings have been streaming through the window of my present moment, leaving me standing here, scratching my head. I usually forget and chase after most of them, losing my way and taking much too long to find my way back.
To the present moment. . .
. . . .again.
The more I stay anchored here, the more centered I feel.
More inclined to listen to the voice inside me.
The one without criticism or judgment.
The one that accepts me and everyone else exactly as they are.
Somewhere inside me I am this ONE.
This unconditional acceptor of life and all it entails.
Throughout out the day I catch a glimpse of her.
Feel her.
Remember who I really am.
Nothing else matters.
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