Thursday, September 8, 2011

Unnamed Stress and Anxiety

And the rain, rain, rain came down, down, down
In rushing, rising rivulets.
And the river crept out of its bed
And crept right into Piglett's.

The rain and floods, the news--my aura feels rumpled, jaggedy and off-kilter. Breathe, just breathe, focus on this moment, on what actually exists in this present moment... Blessings, dear world, and continuation, and the constancy of change.

A paradox of change: Things change, and change, and change again. Wait a moment, something has changed. AND the most sturdy, enduring, permanent thing is the constancy of change.

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