Appreciating Space & Time

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A starting point … appreciate the active allowing and accommodation of space…

Getting older…while underlying that reality there is an understanding that all good things end, everything evolves, time derives and elaborates, and my space is continuing to present. This bright morning, I feel myself relaxing into this openness, trusting in the allowing space of my knowing, and luxuriating in the feel of all of me…turning that feeling outward, a breezy bright Spring day is inviting me, beckoning with a smiling blue sky, new leaves are sprouting, all colors excite… Space feels full, and while I may be old, I feel alive, renewed, and loving it…

My friend Ken also appreciates the arising space and time…

Morning Posting
By Ken McKeon

Ingredients:
Strong early coffee,
A functional breath
(However ragged
That breath might be),

A shard of a feeling,
At least a fragment
Of a thought or word,

But if not this last
Then a bemused disposition
To listen to the beating heart.

And such words shock me
Like the shock of having a wall,
Leaned on, give way
To become an opening gate
Into a morning garden,

Not Yeats’s bee loud glade,
No, not that, not yet,

And it’s the edge of the not yet
That so thrills me, calls me
To take yet another step
Into a space
Where a breeze blown robe of words,
A disclosing cloak of sounds,
Wraps my now moving body
As I do what dance I can,
A dance of age in a spring time realm,

A song sung, and a falling down
Among the new blooms,
Beneath the blue sky.