The world depends...

The world depends on which waythis thought unfolds. ~Mark Nepo

 Somedays I am here, and somedays I am there. But most days just here. In a space I have created as my sanctuary.The space isn't always my location. Sometimes, it is my thought in the moment. Sometimes it is just my location.Thoughts unfold all the time, like a constant garden in my mind.And each time I inhale I gather a thought like a single seed and plant it in my exhale.Releasing into the wind.3 o'clock rolls around and I am always curious of where the minds will be as they pass through the mindfulness gate.3- 4 or 6pm arrives and my student/teachers dedicate a moment to honor their being. Their spirit in the chaotic little world we call life.I cherish these moments and feel like a dragonfly floating amidst a field of beauty. Each student, as a blade of grass, a flower, a weed, a shrub, awe me as a student /teacher.I look forward to flapping my wings today.~ Maktub