Sunday Breath

Most of us have our memories.  Each day we create new ones.  I remember a Buddhist teaching saying that our emotions are not really us.  They are an experience; a passing wave.  We can turn our attention to another memory or emotion if the one we are experiencing isn't pleasant.  Or, as the teaching goes, we can be with it and breathe through it so that when the next wave comes we are prepared for it.  

It's the morning time on a Sunday.  There is a gentle breeze moving the leaves on the tree.  When I get up and go out I'll breathe it all in.  I may be sad some of the time but I'll keep walking.  I'll create new memories.  I will create memories.

I love you.  


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