The Space that is Everywhere.
Wednesday, March 14, 2018 at 11:00 AM by Kayce Stevens Hughlett
“Hurrying off to a space that is everywhere.” Words inspired by a morning reading. A reading done after coffee and before meditation, in between listening to 15 minutes of BLUE on audio and eating my cashew yogurt and berry breakfast.
The space that is everywhere.
E-mail Steve G. The flash rises in my mind. Write the recording artist. Another flash, followed by more. Look at the travel calendar and budget. Take the intention to my altar.
My mind is everywhere and it is here now in my kitchen in Ballard with me. Me, Kayce Dee Stevens Hughlett. My heart is filled with joy and my cup overflows. Make art! The flashes start again. Pull a card! Set an intention! Explore more!
I am here now. I need to tidy the pile of scarves that lies on my bedroom floor. Wrapped in blue scarves and white. Ah, the pilgrims from Lalibela, wrapped in white. Women dancing. Another blurt. Another destination.
The space that is everywhere.
I am here now and I am there in those moments of connection around the world. The messages following me like a drumbeat in a clear night sky.
BLUE TWO awaits. SOULSTROLLER is set to soar. BLUE: a novel has not finished its flight.
Breathe.
My knee taps against the kitchen cupboard while I write. Aslan my cat stirs his food. A truck rumbles past, then silence returns. I am here now. Here in this space that is everywhere, that contains each mile I’ve traveled and every tear I’ve shed. It explodes like bubbling laughter and breaking glass… a sound that morphs into infinity until the 10-minute timer chimes on my iPhone.
Here now. Nowhere and Everywhere.
The Space that is Everywhere. Do you know it?
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