That’s my current chant.  Helping me to completely be in the present moment of this delightful land, accept the middle of the change, and set the same intention for every future moment.

It is the empty space that is where we live.  The present moment is as empty as the future and past.  We choose to see the past with the hallmarks  of my emotions.  And my ventures into the future rest on the wave of anticipation or anxiety.  But all of these moments are truly empty.  I am a meaning-making machine.

Thus as these keys click, birds chirp, cloudy day wets my deck, I claim that I am never empty handed going into this unknown.  The blank rune has no power over me.

I feel Your whisper at my neck, Your tender encouragement for the challenges, giggle at the fun, unending love always.