Sometimes we forget that we are not who and what we think we are.
The world around us stirring , sometimes convulsing in its engagement.
Its distraction………………from………………..
Five senses pulling us to and fro, and then there are these moments.
Moments where nothing pushing, nothing pulling, just pure awareness……
………without identification, without history or dimension,
timeless……..
Some quiet, some movement( walk or stretch), Some Talking Stick Sharing,
closing with sound.
Tonight and Every Tuesday 7:00pm Yellow Barn Upstairs at Pebble
Peace
David D
