Flo

I’m eating potato salad (batch #2) for breakfast.  Again. Meditation is done.  Thoughts are scattered.  Again.  Pulling them all together to form coherent, understandable writing is a bit of a challenge.

My friend Beth’s picture from the Gunnison Country Times hangs on the wall right in front of my laptop.  Pictures of Maureen and Ryan, sister’s Janet and Linny, Auntie Doris, friends Emma, Dustin and others surround me when I sit to type.  Pictures of Mill Creek and the Castles hang on the wall.  When I stop and look at them all, I feel a peacefulness that moves down my body and makes me feel settled in my heart.  Calmer.  Quiet.  Centered.

Most of these people and places I don’t see very often.  Most are 5 hours away and the best I can do is write to them, meditate on them, think of them.   It makes me think of a song that I don’t know who sings it and the words are something like:  ”Friends, I will remember you. Think of you. Pray for you.”  Although I can not grab all the words, in my head I hear many voices singing this song – that it was recorded by many artists at one time.   I like the way friends inspire me.  Thank you to you all.