Holding on. Or letting go?
Holding on to things.
Wait.
I need to back up.
Before we hold on, we have to reach.
And then to grasp.
Once we grasp a object, our hands often clamp down and constrict with the force of a anaconda at the zoo.
I want to reach and grasp the moment but I want to do so freely. Reaching and grabbing and pulling.
A continuous motion like pulling on a rope that hoists a white billowing sail.
I want to grasp and move forward. Holding on but letting go to reach for the next moment.
A flow. Living present but completely aware of the next . . .
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Aware of the next what? You fill in the blank.
That’s where my 5 minutes of unedited, typo-babble ran out.
Linking up with Lisa Jo Baker Five Minute Friday, and today’s prompt: GRASP.
What image does “grasp” bring to your mind?
