Rhythm

Rhythm is central in my life........music, song, heartbeats, breath, breathing, rhythm of my days, sleep, birds, Bella, Bob, kids, solitude, friends, food, flowers. chaos followed by peace, sex, light and dark, seasons, the view out our windows, thought, feeling, speaking, dreaming, laughter, desiring and accepting, love, anger, loss, peace,

Illness has disrupted the rhythm of my existence and I struggle to find the new rhythm of my life...partly I want to force it to emerge quickly as I seek relief from the discomfort of arhythmia.....partly I accept that time is one of the components of the process and I have no control over that.....once again I remember to give myself over to the process.....perhaps arhythmia is the new rhythm.......I seek to live the process, not the achievement of an end goal.......so I guess my intellectual rhythm is still alive and kicking......make room for body and soul....focus on the now.....savor it...sway with the rhythm for it is the rhythm of life.