Being Breath

stories from the wilderness of everyday life

Experience Your Day

This morning, after dropping off our son at the bus stop, I laid down on the driveway and experienced in awe what was happening around me.


A storm rolling in.  Swirling masses of leaves finding their way back to earth.  Trees dancing to a hushed windsong.

And I?

I was here to experience it.

Yes there were things to be done.  The to-do's still waited.  This moment, however, would not.

I chose to allow myself to get drunk 
on the intoxicating fragrance of the impermanence.

It is how life is lived.