Being Breath

stories from the wilderness of everyday life

A Gentle Morning

 

I could have chosen to start another load of laundry, or perhaps clear out 52 more emails from my inbox.

I could have.

Instead, I chose to be gentle with this morning.


 

Naked feet.  Because 50 degrees F feels quite warm on a December day in Indiana.

 

We enjoyed our mornings together.

 

 

Namaste.