Where does a day go? - October 16, 2013

The more I feel in the groove of the moment with a day flowing seamlessly  not shaped by expectation, longing, controlling, designing, or otherwise tinkering, the less I seem to recall at the end of the day any precision about what exactly occurred other than where I spent large swathes of time. It holds the satisfaction of energy well spend without needing to account for it through achievement or outcome. Resting in freedom.

Wax energy calligraphy with hammered hydrangea flowers