An early morning meditation

The doom of choosing
I’m afraid of being wrong
Predawn tree’s stillness


Fear Has Plenty Of Company

There are many fears
They will never be lonely
I can leave them be 

It’s so hard, sometimes, to disentangle from my fears. They are so deeply interwoven into my life. Yet I’ve rooted out many over the years. 

May you be freed from fear’s inertia. From its attempts to rob you of joy and wonder. 

And may your Sunday recharge and invigorate you.