Still. Be.

The roller coaster churns me up, down, and around. Thrilling. Devastating. Exhausting. Up, down, around, and back again, three weeks of chaos, a month of turmoil. Finally, tonight is quiet, and I don’t know how to behave. Stillness calls. Trying to listen. Whether I have a moment or an hour, don’t let me waste this precious gift. Light the incense, close my eyes, sit within the circle. Be.