between reader and writer
is reciprocal in a way.
we co-create each other.
we are constantly emerging
out of the relationship
we have with others."
while bodhi does not seem to have the same sense of relish for the gently wafting snow sachi once had, i find it immensely invigorating each morning and evening as i drag him out into the cold, crisp air for our four mile constitutional! though, i must say, he sure enjoys snuggling down at my feet afterward as I quietly needle chant.
each stitch i add to community brings me further from the dark avenues my mind has be traveling. into lighter moments. bringing with the light a sense of belonging. to something other than. it lifts my spirits and makes it easier to take the next stitch...and the next...and the next. sluggish ideas begin to move through velvet embrace. awaken. whisper.
it is good. perhaps the moss will begin to be scraped from this stone as it begins rolling once more. however slowly at first...