As the new week rolls in, I try not to let this quiet morning overwhelm me with duty.
I think about the subtle loneliness that awoke with me when I realized my Love was not here.
Haku calls out for attention too early for my bother.
It’s a new week and my intention for today was to ease into it. And not stress myself out.
With constant plans in motion at my job and the busyness of packing at home–what am I to do on these early mornings?
Ground myself, drink my water and herbs, yoga when I can, chant my Lord’s name, and carry on.
I watch the candle burn on my altar and think of home.
I remember when I had met my Love; the moment we first departed I saw my strong sense of independence leave with him.
I think about that often nowadays.
As much as I feel I can hold my own of course financially and other things that seem to bore me it’s that sense of calm and ease and comfort I crave next to me at all times and I’m learning to find that in myself instead of you so that maybe–I won’t want to cry as much when you leave.
And if anything were to happen, I’d know how to get along.
It’s a new week and yes, I wish I could start every morning next to you. And someday I will.
But for now I start these days on my own and try to build enough strength to get by.
And I wonder what all others do on these days. And if their attachments are a little less than mine. And if maybe I could learn a thing or two from you.
Enjoy your week.