I look not ahead, I look not behind, I am here Now.
I seek not to be larger, I seek not to be smaller, I seek not...I am.
When I speak and promptly regret what I said, I am peaced by knowing that is my ego dying a noisy death. Further, that every rue, regret, remorse since my Father came to stay has been and is my ego clinging with sharpened claws, seeking to stay relevant.
The ego's noisy leave-taking is akin to all the noisemakers tied to the newlyweds' car as they drive on to their new life...a happy goodbye.
I am gifted with gratitude...I love and laugh.
Thank you.
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