The wind blows aggressively in Shanghai, the sky gray, and the city is a well oiled machine, people hurrying to their destinations. I don’t have to talk much today. Just tending to the light along my spine, the sounds i hear, staying in the meditation of life, with its joys and challenges. Easily I can build the fire and call the momentum in the direction I want. Right now I want the experience of balance on this chair, comfortably seated, waiting for the next thing to appear, not efforting, just welcoming whatever to arrive because I know whatever comes has an origin and that origin is my home.
