Zen...living in this moment...
This is my first post on a blog. I have created numerous excuses within myself as to why I have not posted even one sentence on here. I love to write and have long been thinking about spending long hours at my keyboard creating. I find that I have been waiting to write my first post about something that I felt worthy of attention…something profound and insightful to which anyone who read it would exclaim…wow! I have decided to stop thinking about it and just write. I have found a short piece that I wrote several years ago. I thought I would start by posting that and then my first post will be out of the way. I am choosing to live in this moment and not worry about the past, not be concerned with the future, and just live in this moment. My zen. My peace. My beautiful moment. My thoughts from the blu…
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Icy Rain
By Alison Livingston
Bundled in my warm white sweater, I can hear the cold January rain singing outside my window.
Though the day is filled with gray and gloom, there is a feeling of life in the air.
Sad eyes look to the sky and smiles fall like the icy rain.
It seems as though even the trees are hunched, hoping to avoid the biting feel of the wind.
Offering no hope of warmer days, the air whispers the harsh realities of winter.
It is with the warm glow of the lamp and the soft sound of the rain that my soul is calmed.
I sit inside my sanctuary of warmth with only my eyes showing me the bitterness pressing against my window.
I close my eyes and embrace the gift of warmth during this blustery winter storm.
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And so my journey continues…now entering a world of unknown possibilities, invisible eyes and an energy within me that sparkles with, dare I say, a bit of magic!
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