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Moving-out day today. With the carrier coming at 8am and the body exhausted, it hardly seemed possible that I’d wake early enough to sit. (No, I don’t use techno-aids to awaken.)
How interesting then, to be woken up on the dot of 5am by the merry tinsel-town tune of the door-chimes!
Particularly interesting, since they are still disconnected and this time there are no electrical storms around.
That ‘fickle finger of fate’, a-k-a Grace, has been over-riding mere physicality again. It seems to support sunyata-addicts. It’ll do anything, anything, to wake one up from the big dream. Hmmm, that feels pretty nice, if a touch scary.
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echoes from emptiness 
Many Blessings Dear One ~ thank you for your consistent reminders ~ you are a mindfulness bell ~
How good to see you here again dear Shira – thank YOU for your generous comment. I hope you are well!
Love
~ ml
OH!!! OMG…..I have one of those chimes…AND it’s beginning to sound a bit, beautifully scary. Not only Thaaaaaat…but the reverberation goes on forevvvvvvvverrrrrrrrrrrrrr. ♥
Just like the reverberating warmth that radiates from your wondrous comments dear Leslie!
“beautifully scary” – yes, how amazing – it’s Iike wearing a sweet serene smile while your hair’s standing on end eh?
Love
~ ml
“….it’s Iike wearing a sweet serene smile while your hair’s standing on end eh?” !! Yes…kind of like a donkey standing on ice…you know..THAT grin. 🙂 xoxo