…the above title for this lil' blog entry is a big bundle of sweet
organic carrots hovering above my nose…drawing me into the mix where
time and time again I have to agree to start anew even though I have
broken all the promises to myself that this time it is for real…but
in this game….the only rule is to begin again and again in each
freshly established unfolding occurrence of light reflected on a brand
new evolving moment in time…just like now in this gobblygook
effortless (yet a bit wordy) awakening to a new day in Mexico and the freshness of the
morning breeze reminding me to let go of the tension of needing to
know….nowhere to go…no one to be…nothing to get hung about….
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