It’s been awhile since I’ve last written largely because I’ve been so busy. But I have to record this one passing thought. I woke up today, a Sunday, and walked the dog at just before 7AM. The sun was out, but not too hot yet. The birds were chirping, but no humans made any noise or could be seen. No one had yet begun mowing their yard or washing their cars. It was just the dog, the birds, the sun, and me.
I’ve tried meditation. I’ve tried deep relaxation. But honestly, right now, nothing I know of can beat the natural, organic peace of 7AM in Florida in the Summer.
