Photo: Bush walking off North Road, Margaret River, so peaceful, and a great place for pausing.
It’s a transformative experience to simply pause instead of immediately filling up space.” Pema Chodron
Breathing Again
Days are full when minutes need counting,
like rear lights on dark rainy nights
life blurs at the edges
and falls into emptiness,
an incomplete memory
trailing and fading, autumnal,
causing a semi colon moment,
a thought arises and time slows
feeding on silence,
holding self motionless with ease,
lost in rabbit holes unconnected,
smiling inwardly,
breathing again,
noticing.
©Paul Vincent Cannon
Paul, pvcann.com
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Beautiful photo.
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Thank you Ruth, that spot is fabulous.
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And sentiments!
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Thank you so much.
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Very impressive “like rear lights on dark rainy nights”. Michael
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The blur of life, thank you Michael.
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🙂 Very true, Paul!
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I liked that line as well!
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Thank you very much Liz.
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Wow! I read it several times just to soak it up.
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Thank you so much Susan
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Wow this is drew me in to that space – great poem
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Thank you so much Lyn
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Loved this. Blurry lights— I love how small things inspire.
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Yes, it is usually simple isn’t it.
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Yup
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I experience the blur in retrospect – kids talking about “that time” I really can’t remember. You describe it well, accentuated by the rain. Love the quotation you’ve attributed to this piece. Thanks for this Paul.
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Yes I loved the quote, she is a very interesting person too. Thank you for the encouraging words and for sharing your thoughts.
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She is an interesting and inspiring person. Welcome.
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🙂
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smiling inwardly… lovely peaceful moment. Thank you for the quote, Paul.
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Thanks for that Amy, yes Chodron is an interesting read.
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Loved this, Paul. Everyone needs more semicolon moments!
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Looking back they’ve been some of my most memorable times.
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Your poem was very appropriate for me today as I had to go for a pulmonary function test, which required me to breathe in and out of this tube that was hooked up to a computer.
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Ah, I’ve not had one, but given my family history, one is doubtless to to be invited to one, hope the monitoring is showing positives.
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The technician said that I did good, but I wasn’t supposed to have any caffeine before the test and I drank two cups this morning. I don’t think that I will tell her as I don’t want to have to take it again.
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I wouldn’t either 🙂
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Ahhhhhhh…. yes! Beautiful 💚
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That space! Thank you Charlotte.
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Wow deep
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Many thanks Lyn.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Much appreciated Charles
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My pleasure, Paul!! Have a great weekend!
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A lovely meditation on mindfulness. I particularly liked the “semi colon moment.”
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Thank you VJ
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