The landscape of now keeps changing

JKZ Episode #39

The landscape of now keeps changing. The winds of change blowing slowly or ferociously. 

Put your ear to the rail and listen deeply for what is called for now and follow the glide path. 

Practice of apprehending the full dimensionality of experience coming at you, coming toward you, in front of you, behind you, all sides of you.  

Taking up residency here in space of your own awareness.  

Silence, stillness become the coin of the realm.

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The image above is taken at Spring Rock Park.  I've been running there on Mondays for a few months.  I sit at a bench by the basketball court at the bottom of the hill.  There is a garden club garden there.  I can watch as the seasons change week by week.  

Not too long ago, my after-work run felt like it was in the bake oven of the day.  And the sunlight has changed. Now (8 weeks into work) it's late afternoon sun, a sense of changing temperatures.

This past Monday, I wrote this in the after run:

Bumble bees at the sedum. Asters glowing with afternoon autumn sun.

This morning I noticed on my bike ride to work that orange locust tree leaves filled a gutter.