The Final Countdown
Is it to early to start?
Getting lost in the world around us, through mystery and awe, we find ourselves at the center of all there is.
Walking a narrow path with pain (past) and bliss (future possibilities) in each hand. Arms stretched out…No longer attached to past or future but aware (present). We call upon Mother Earth, we call to the Sky People, we call to inner self — shining as bright as the Sun. Breathing in new possibilities, Breathing out what was. Breathing in new Possibility, Breathing a New Frickin’ Galaxy.
~ Ani Po
Today, I sit quietly, looking out over the frozen bay. Time has flown, time is fleeting, and my time here is coming close. The feeling is bittersweet, yet I have no thoughts about what comes next.
A song plays in my head, marking a final countdown. What remains? What’s in store for me in the coming weeks? It’s unknown, but the plans are formulating overhead as we read and write.
