I have a pervasive feeling of discomfort often. I am finally able to identify this sensation as a feeling of something pressing down on me about the tasks that are waiting for completion which directly contrasts to the wonders that are spontaneously arising every moment. This pressing feeling has been so intrinsic to life for me that it is only as it is peeling back that I can feel it in its absence. Whew. How exhausting it is, and yet I continue to have it return as tasks begin to mount, and I become lost to what is unfolding now. Mas y mas, I am committing in holy matrimony to the moment, not the task. I wear white, and you, now, wear white; we walk down the aisle together, you and me. My life partner? Oh my, perhaps I am even in a polygamous commitment, for I am marrying each moment, which is singular, but in the moment, arises all things. Scandelous. Just today I married my scratch pad, my students, my daughters, my cat. I marry the moon as often as I can. Today I joined with a bumblebee in the flowering azaleas as I fretted over the over-pruned camellia sticks, overjoyed to find signs of new growth. We had a tryst, for this bee came on so strong. So ripe is this romancing – the lover is here. Dear missed connections – I apologize for all the overlooked love notes that have ever come my way. I read the writing on your crumbled leaf, peel back your bark; your hum enters my ear, eternal.
Life as Improv 
Polyamory in respect to the moon and world, seems a fine thing indeed. Not so sure about ‘scratch pads’ though; what are they?
It is such a fun twist to speak the same language with you, save a few locale twists. I am laughing at the range of images that come to mind with the words “scratch pad”…sounds rather distasteful suddenly to my ears. I will confess without shame, however, that my love for my notepad is quite legitimate and lovely. Hope the pointing and shooting is going well.
The little Japanese marvel is sitting there goading me, intimidating me, challenging me to fathom its ten thousand nested menus. I have so far managed one blurry image of my foot.
This is beautiful.
thank you, Tera.
I love that moment of feeling in love and married to everything. Such joy! Mx
Makes me happy to know you share these moments, too! xo!m
I know this feeling of being weighted by the ever-piling stack of what must be done, if I am understanding accurately. Sometimes it has threatened to blot me out entirely. I like the way you put your reply to this madness: a commitment to the moment, not the task. It’s a shift from doing to being isn’t it, from machinery to beauty? Tasks can be daunting in their finite parameters, locking us into their grip, but the moment is always dancing about and waving to us mysteriously through all those wonders. I think you are describing a profound monogamy actually. Your lover is simply far more creative than a few bouquets of flowers and boxes of chocolate. She-He-It-This-Us is dropping petals of an ever-flowering beauty into your timeline. The moment is the gift we are given…
Peace
Michael
You have me digging in even deeper, M. I am feeling like we have choice in the moment whether to be a drop of water being carried at the bottom by the wave or to be a surfer slicing through, consciously being carried in the manner we choose. tasks schmasks – here I go diving into another stack of essays, a cup of tea wafting lovely peach smells to remind me to look up and be in the midst of doing. Hope your weekend wave is flowing well to shore, wherever you are! 🙂
This is beautiful..It’s amazing how people can go through the same wave of emotions and feelings..
When we put it out there, returns the validation of our similarities and connections. Glad to be in the same boat with you 🙂
following the sun
in-valving our mother
a mini stirring
arises…
one like no other.
❤
you glowing pulse,
you imbued stirring hum –
i cannot miss you.
x
I get it!!! ❤️
I love this for loving’s sake !
Marrying is my favorite thing to do when nothing’s done and most
Especially when a bumblebee makes such advances across the lawn,
Joining essence with essence.
There is so much freedom in this!