Today, I walked around Green Lake in the early morning. The sky was filling with light as the sun reared up in the Eastern sky. It was quiet and mostly empty. The leaves on tall trees waved in the breeze. I saw ducks swim in circles, chewing on lake grasses. It was cool and pleasant. I came home and meditated. My mind busily followed the ducks, swimming in circles, going nowhere. But at the end of the hour, I felt a deep sense of peace.
Afterwards, I baked sourdough bread that rose overnight, enjoying the yeasty smell of fresh bread. I ate warm bread with melted butter, savoring... Read More