from somewhere on flickr years ago
On Friday night the town of Ira held the annual tree-lighting ceremony. Allyn asked me to lead the Christmas carol singing part of the program. I was asked to go outside and prepare for that. The moon was almost full. While I was waiting I heard the sound of coyotes, quite a few of them, howling at the moon. That sound is riveting when you're out alone in the dark. It was amazing how quickly I went from the usual daydreaming to being grounded in the present moment; in the cold, in the dark, in the coyotes and their howls.
Listen. Make a way
for yourself inside
yourself. Stop looking in
the other way of looking.
Rumi
Zen page-a-day calendar
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