The Month before this May, became one of the departure of My closest Neighbor, and the Barn Cat,
that was here on this territory, that I have called My Own , for about sixteen Years.
I know they are alive, and well elsewhere , yet I keep thinking that I see them, in their usual place, on the other side of the road from My Home.
This May marked a Year of a regular practice of matching My breathing with the recording of the breathing of a Woman who will have Died three years just before this coming Samhain, ( Summers End ).
I had picked up Her Chakra Meditation CD at the annual "Revival Festival" that has become a Family habit,
that's not happening this Year.
I had seen and heard her live at a local Bee Group speaking and Drumming, Now I've been following Her patterned inhales and exhales , long after Her Spirit left Her Body, it is guiding mine.
The places and spaces we inhabit - The strange interface that is Spiritual presence or Being .
What is surface? What is depth?
