Saturday, February 7, 2015

Willow Branch

I grew up in the Midwestern cornfields, near a tiny town (population 200) named Willow Branch.

My sister found some decorative lights called willow branches, so she sent some to me and some to our brother. These are the lights i turn on when i go down to the living room to meditate at oh-dark-thirty (as my sister calls those middle-of-the-night awakenings.)

I come home to meditation, and, very briefly, am reminded of the home that i called home for 18 years.

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