In the here, in the now…

“Have you had a good day?”

A friend texted that question to me a few evenings ago.

I hesitated before replying.

Do I talk about the tears? The aching? The longing for some tangible message or meeting with Michael as I sit in a quiet cemetery wishing for Home?

No.

Instead, I wash through my day, sending love to all those moments of loss. All in my imagining… Dissolving my tears in an ocean of joy, I sit, while life breathes on through me.

I can’t feel it yet, that ocean of joy, but that’s ok.

Simply intending it is enough.

Now, in the stillness of this moment, I find Home. Right here, inside me.