We are the clouds - January 10, 2013

...not just poetically and mystically but literally as well. Driving through the southern Humboldt mountains with mist rising from trees, lifting to scattered, then denser clouds, I can feel the thinner mist rising from my body as breath and sweat to join the visible clouds. Atoms pass temporarily through and as this body in a moving dance of now, no now, yes this now. Ha!