…we leave this morning for our return trip to San Miguel. Of course Richard and I are packed and ready to go and our friends have not even begun to pack…..in fact two of them are still asleep. I find that if I allow myself to get in my head…then I get anxious about the drive and the work that awaits me when we get home. But if I exercise my breath and allow more residential access to my deep belly breathing….then all is fine…definition becomes unknowable and I can ride the Mystery as it unfolds…I beckon the Universal…I envoke prayer…I dig deep into the tools that have led me here as I trade the negative for all that is…just this…and that is the POETRY to embrace. We are simply heading home…no big deal…living the Life…How cool is that?
Are all those bottles behind you the consumtion for the week????
This photo was actually taken in San Miguel….at this stage in my life….one drink is enough…..
thank you very wise indeed