Home again. Stressed out in the outer world of family, sickness, and stupidity.
Breathe in and out...slowly, close the eyes, let the light shine.
One would think that flying thru clouds would open one' s mind. Seeing nature from high above the earth. I would think that it would give my mind the clarity of wisdom.
Instead, it takes to places of sadness, illness, loneliness, greed and emptiness.
Airports of my youth were a gateway to the wonders of the world. Step on the stairs and up to the skies you go. You wake up to new worlds, people, and wonders.
The "modern" airport is more of a people mover. Line after line, following the maze, take your shoes off, walk through glitter shopping malls, and waiting and waiting till the silver plane takes you back to the clouds and to new or old destinations.
I am tired, I traveled and found sadness, sickness, and sorrow. I came home to an empty feeling.
Each morning I take my coffee cup and sit on my back deck. I watch the baby birds, mother birds, quiet birds, loud mouth birds, acrobat birds, and birds of all sizes and colors.
I breathe in and out and I am so glad I am home to the quiet.
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