Living in my rv brings me solace. I park where my environment nurtures me without any effort on my part. I communicate with the dove whose home I’m visiting. I’m listening to its cooing now before sunrise. It’s the only time of day that I hear it this way, rather magical. I am conscious but not thinking, observing only. In the expanded moment I create space, noticing my breath. I’m grateful for life. I recognize the gratitude and continue to be still. Stretching, coffee and the day unfolds. I accept all of it with joy. I love my life!
Living in my rv brings me solace. I park where my environment nurtures me without any effort on my part. I communicate with the dove whose home I’m visiting. I’m listening to its cooing now before sunrise. It’s the only time of day that I hear it this way, rather magical. I am conscious but not thinking, observing only. In the expanded moment I create space, noticing my breath. I’m grateful for life. I recognize the gratitude and continue to be still. Stretching, coffee and the day unfolds. I accept all of it with joy. I love my life!