I've just returned from a concert at my place of worship. It was a busy and exhausting week, and it was a nice way to end it, listening to our resident vocalist Amy and her visiting brothers (who just happen to sing opera) put on a show together.
Their encore was 'Closer To Fine' and as I sat and sang along I felt very moved, as I often to in that sanctuary. Time has been on my mind a lot lately, how it seems to vanish through our fingertips like fine sand. A strong gust of wind and this week is gone.
It's quiet here in the house tonight, my love is spending time with friends 'geeking out' as he jokingly (or maybe not so jokingly) put it. I sit here with my Christmas Eve tea (an interesting mix of spearmint, orange peel, clove, cinnamon and vanilla), uploading pictures ironically from Christmas Eve this year, pondering the memories we made seemingly in a flash that night.
There is a peaceful loving calm inside my heart, the kind that comes from a dose of meditation, the acupuncture needle placed on my third eye at noon, the deep knowing that with each passing day, I AM closer to fine.
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Lovely post. I experienced a similar feeling today, as though the storm has passed and the sun has come out again and peace and calm is restored.
Wish everyone could have the same.
Me too!
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