This morning I woke up and drew a table with 4 legs. I labeled each leg:

awareness of breath
awareness of light (via any of the senses)
physical opening/alignment
awareness of nature/each other

Of course, the table, each leg would have its own shadow, and I don’t know what to call the tabletop, what the legs are supporting…

Then I got dressed, drove my landlady friend to work and went to Safeway and bought olives, wine, a baguette, fruit juice, potatoes, chocolate. Toilet paper. Vegetarian chili. Valentines and conversation hearts to send my sons. Now I’m going to sweep and mop the kitchen floor…

Transitions in life, when they aren’t scary, can be rather humorous.