gorgeous weekend

This was just one of those weekends.

It was beautiful and simple and fun and restorative. There was rest, although sometimes interrupted by hairball hacking. There was kindness. There was two evenings of dancing. There was incredible Indian food. There was reading. There was connection. There were friends meeting. There was sad news. There was throwing things away. There were plans of spirit. A normal weekend.

But I was not usual, I was blessed with ease. I was full of laughter and quiet. My interior was spacious, more than that, it was huge like I had swallowed an ocean. I had room to accept all of me and then others. I was happy. I was grateful.

I was awake, I still am...and tomorrow is a day off.