Living Discovery
What are you. hearing? Something I strain to sense – the chant of your life – A mystery even to those who most love you – perhaps even to yourself. I see you. Walking along the water- lime; you are hearing your feelings as chants. As bells or a gong, as a single struck piano key, repeating. Shore birds skitter at your feet, notes, too, and the gilded light, The wind. You are hearing Everything we need. - Eric Treanor April 22nd 2023 Alone. Thinking. Moment of Silence. 10 minutes. Meditate. Gone… I Awake. 7am, July 27th, 2022. Sam will be coming home at 9pm tonight from his 2 month trip through Europe. This is the end, I thought. Opening the curtains, I climbed out of bed. My dry warm feet landing on the all too familiar wooden surface. My home. Bending down I entered my playground. Black chair, Sitting, a moment, alone all summer. I chose this. Why? Touching the spacebar, I began on what would be my final project of sum...