Friday post.

“To have faith is to trust yourself to the water. When you swim you don’t grab hold of the water, because if you do you will sink and drown. Instead you relax, and float.” -Alan Watts

Sometimes the words do come at just the right time.

Foundling. 
"At - the- feet - of - love
a foundling in the reeds
at the feet of your love yeah
at - the - feet - of - love
a foundling in the reeds
at the feet of love

Take me to the limit of
every minute
Dancer in the senate
of needing and wanting
Throw me in cold yeah
All that my heart can hold
Until finally confronting
Strictly on a need to know
Gonna have to let it go
Baby, till the time is right

At -the - feet - of - love
a foundling in the reeds
At the feet of love yeah
At - the - feet - of - love
A foundling in the reeds
At the feet of love yeah
Take me home

Every apparition and
Every dream that
Threatened to but never was
Actual, solid
Every high cause yeah
Every phoney Santa Claus
Who wrote his name on it
Strictly on a need to know
Letting it go now
Baby, till the time is right

At - the - feet - of - love
a foundling in the reeds
At the feet of love
At - the - feet - of - love
A foundling in the reeds
At the feet of love yeah
Take me home

The sugar and the bile
You try your best to reconcile
Your heart with it's shadow
The she blows
All bones and stones
And blooming pale as Death
In the meadow
Gonna have to let it go now baby
Till the time is right

At the feet of love yeah
Sweet transcendent love yeah
At the feet of love sweet love
Luminiscent love yeah
Sweet resplendent love oh yeah
Exponential love yeah
yeah"

(c) David Gray

Reaching- stretching- searching

I feel my body trying to pull itself up, out, apart in any way it can. Yearning. Reaching. Searching. Stretching. My mind is churning over and over.
Is it the weather becoming warm? Finally a Saturday to let go and just be. Kite flying. Sushi. Black Rasberry & Malted vanilla ice cream. Quaint shops. Warm sunshine. Colored eggs and ripe juice cocktails.
Seeking light upon my face. Ready for vacation and wind through my hair.
Do we really need as much as we think we do?

Taking a step back...or a step forward.

Work has taken over 90% of my life and time. All of a sudden Carmen will be 3 and I have no idea where the time went. It's time to take a step back.
Last week I had to be in NYC to work an event. I took the first train out early Monday and didn't get to see Carmen until Thursday a.m. Sure, it went by quick, days were long.
I learned a thing or two...the most important thing being that I don't like being away from my family.
A day, here and there, I can handle. 3/ 4 days. It's too much.

It's time to slow down.
It's time to make it home for dinner each night.
It's time to just sit, be still, be present, take it all in.

I see us somewhere warm, living off the land and not needing 1/2 of the stuff we think we do. I imagine in a year's time we will be some place altogether different.