I was reflecting last week on what it means to be awake, and to awaken.

And what it means to be asleep.

If truth be told, the main thing I learned is that it’s not good for me to spend too much time thinking about things. Whereas walking on a cold December morning with my camera in hand, well that’s a different matter.

One photo from the morning’s walk put me in mind of this line from Rumi:

At the end of my life, with just one breath left, if you come, I’ll sit up and sing. ~ Rumi

Wishing you a beautiful day, free of too many thoughts, and full of the breath of the song.

one breath left