Thin Air 6-28-24
6-28-24 POBR My eyes gasping for the sunrise, I overheard a conversation between a guttural wisdom preacher and the broken smoke detector. An owl and brush bird competing for the sun’s praise. Today’s coffee started late, and in contradiction to yesterday’s position to coffee, I was begging for time to speed past. My ukulele will spend time with my full stomach and soaked hands. After a speedy recording of a new song, 10 o'clock marked our poster-making time. We dredged through our methodologies until Warren Seyler came and began to meander our conversation toward a sharing circle. Surrounded by humans, the air was thin and pristine, propagated by Warren’s calming energy and soft-spoken words. I felt confident enough to speak up and to share my heart with the circle. It was amazing to hear everyone’s heart and to grow a new appreciation for everyone on the trip, Sandy would have loved it. Warren believed in us, his eyes spoke wisdom that surfed upon his words, and the floor was w