Birds are tweeting in the early morning light as I reflect on these words from Joanna Macy in "Positive Disintegration".
We can place the self between our ears and have it looking out from our eyes, or we can widen it to include the air we breathe, or at other moments we can cast its boundaries farther to include the oxygen-giving trees and plankton, our external lungs, and beyond them the web of life in which they are sustained.
View from Cavallo Point
Rising
A sparkling jewel
Crossing the Bay
Transit
Breathing in and out
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