It must be said that yesterday, the fourth of February was the day that everything changed. The sun, due to set at 4.57pm in Henley-on-Thames, Oxon, left an orange and pink blaze across the horizon until at least six o'clock, and the accompanying haze was also melon-tinted, as if someone had applied a gauzy filter. It's the kind of weather that can change a heart, or even a stubborn mind, because God (or Goddess or Energy or Love) was saying "Your shitty cold winter is nearly over. The dark days are diminishing. There's a horse and there's a sunset and life is good." Or at least that's what I read into it. Time to leave winter and your ego behind. Time to march into the future and to Regard Life's Bigger Purpose. Or something like that.
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I am glad you have said it. And most importantly, felt it.
"Time to march into the future and to Regard Life's Bigger Purpose. Or something like that." In San Francisco Tuesday, the trees were blossoming. It seems early, and it is simultaneous with low snow on local peaks that rarely see snow, but it is spring. This spring, after a series when circumstances had other plans, I intend to march into my own future. At last and with joy. I think I am always Regarding Life's Bigger Purpose, but I want this year for the actions to accompany the regarding. xoxoxo.
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