Still in a deep funk about the possibility of losing the blogs, and now my life seems pretty meaningless and significantly lonely. Reeling with angst over issues of unworthiness and all my "stuff" really in my face. It's a bad funk.
So, I didn't get very well centered nor was I able to maintain much real focus for this morning's meditation.
I turned to a ruined Hopi village, deserted, abandoned, structures crumbling to dust. It seemed appropriate, but at this point I'm not sure how helpful it was as I could not stay long enough to discover anything more.
I'm just too upset, to messed up right now to "be" with it.
By the light of the silvery moon
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*Moon, worn thin to the width of a quill, In the dawn clouds flying, How
good to go, light into light, and still Giving light, dying. Sara Teasdale*
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