Turning Corners

Other signs of a new direction:

sliver's of a heart filling happiness - thinking acupuncture needles - tiny insertion points - larger dispersions of energy - sitting side by side on a slab of old wood, drinking tea, sun pressing our faces - my cat sipping water from the old tuna can - the animals lounging on the freshly mown grass - whisking home tended eggs into light and fragrant cake - being slipped two free organic bananas - clouds tossing and turning on the heat of a closer sun - from what I can tell, these tiny insertion points of happiness suggest a greater willingness to be happy. By which I mean, or I understand, happyness to be an alert contentment.

And I think the really significant moments of such a place are when you laugh alone, when you roll your eyes, alone. When you are in a gestural dialogue with your alone self. Enjoying your own company. Which is interesting because it is a very different alone space to the hours long, days long, aloneness of hermiting. I think one can become so retreated in such a space that you are not even in your own company.

(And of turning corners, does that actually suggest treading in circles?)