This week finds me traveling yet again to another city.
I realize the sights and smells that greet me as I set alight also set the expectations.
Yet one thing has never changed in all my travels
My inate ability to wake up at dawn no matter when I sleep.
In the hotel room I am suddenly abound by precious time. I also enjoy the practice of having warm water with a just slight dip of a teabag for a second so its more flavored water than tea.
I sense many moments of great connectedness in this unadulterated time of sipping tea. I love it best propped in bed with my feet all tucked in the warm sheets The warm concoction ever so gently bringing in the old familiar fuzzy feeling of being at ease, and accommodating my palate and me to the sensations of a new place. Over many such moments of serendipitousness & the familiar deju vus that wash over me, I have been privy to my musings in verses that flow effortlessly.
Like I am doing in this now…
Moments matter and your movements in the moments matter a great deal.
Hold this moment that is, in rapture and awe
It’s precious for it will slip away
Never to meet again in posterity.
But in creating a ripple effect of positivity through the movements in the moment
What is the future can manifest from this now
Care to alter your life for the better.
Alter your moves…
So what’s your kind of move in this now?