Without labeling or processing or categorizing. Without judgment or comparison nor making sense of. I don’t think 'noticing' requires my interpretation. It might like my consideration. Or my attention. Or not. Maybe just noticing [fullstop] Quietly. Giving possibility then, to notice something more, given the opportunity.
Last night I awoke to the word “imagine” in my head. It felt so soothing and comforting, an actual salve to the worry on my heart. So I reached for my pen in the dark and wrote it down. This beautiful word invited me in. “Try me”, it said. I remember as a kid, … Continue reading Imagine