Halfway is behind you and the journey homeward has commenced but there is still a way to travel.
Tempting as it might be to ponder the end of the road ahead and the steps required to get you there, I would like you instead to bring your attention to the present moment.
Forever is composed of nows. Emily Dickinson.
I would ask that you bring your pen to a mindful place, stop and breathe in... then breathe out. Then breathe in again... and then out. One more time. Be Here Now.
Write Here. Write Now.
Write me a piece about being in the moment...that place where time stops. Could be playing a sport (the zone), shooting a photograph, making love, fishing, climbing a mountain, crashing the car....writing a poem!!!!.....the possibilities are endless.