". . . don't let the sound of your wheels make you crazy."
Take it Easy - the Eagles

I'm being drawn to meditating again. This has been a good way, each morning, to start the day --listening to the sound in my head. Bypassing the raging opinions and observations that cannot be put aside: work contradictions; personal explorations; little plaids for a quilt in the studio; and the smallest,dear, big horn deer -- a spirit perhaps for Dr. Berry, thanking her for her dedication to those little furry things.

Those things pack-full the time in my head. But, for that little time each morning where I claim a calmness and the zen of emptiness will enable an unobstructed avenue leading to choices towards my remaining 20 years. So long; yet so short to accomplish what was born in me to do.