Sunday is a day of subtle differences for me.
We spend so much precious energy in the pursuit of things.
Time, people, appointments, outcomes, to-do lists that are always too long….
We race along without seeing the beauty in which we live. We may take for granted the ones we most love. We may forget we don’t have all the time in the world to waste.
Sunday is my day to stop.
I putter, walk my garden, check buds, gaze at the vineyard, the fields, the baby fawns across the meadow.
I suppose it is a day to see…. To be… Not do…..
And meditate upon life as it is, as it continues, expands and contracts, life as it simply is. A day to appreciate what is life.
A day to rest, nurture, notice and ponder…
As I’ve said before, nobody making music today beats Bono for the ability to say it as it should be said.
There is no them. There’s only us.
There is no them. There’s only you. There’s only me. ~Bono
“This isn’t about charity, it’s about justice.” ~Bono