From the kitchen, the rumbling of the washing machine sounds like a distant train. The kettle gathers steam, hissing as it comes to the boil. Closer and much quieter is the soft breathing of a cat, sleeping, and if I listen hard, the almost imperceptable tick of a clock. Then behind those sounds and quieter still, my heartbeat.
"Each thought, each action in the sunlight of awareness becomes sacred." - Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, 17 February 2011
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4 comments:
Lovely, Susannah. :-)I like how the washer and kettle herald the journey through morning.
Thank you. It is good to see you Paul. :-)
Hi Susannah. Love the sounds...
I'm trying to access your latest post on February but it's not coming up for me even though the link is on my home page..wonder why? Would love to read it.
Mari
Sorry Mari, I was still faffing with it! It should be there now.
Thanks fot visiting, it's good to see you. :-)
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