Night Journal

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Wednesday was late arrival. I come home from meeting to pack. Brian is home and it is even harder to leave. Almost dark by the time I get here. The campground is almost full. Back at my old spot at the end by the river. Chilly night. The moon and a different seat by the window. Up in the night reading. The moon…floating in and out.

Dream: I discover I am pregnant and it occurs to me that my life will be changed from now on. I will attend and love the child.
He/she will fill my days. The dilemmas and balancing, managing and self consciousness will no longer be relevant.

What am I pregnant with? What vow is given? What wider, deeper view?

What voices have not been heard…spirit, soul, body
…perhaps less mind needed?
My presence fully in the world.