June 25th

I am on the airplane returning the east coast for my Dad’s Memorial Service. He died of old age but it still arrived with a jolt. During my time away from .ekwc, Sarah will continue to work the details.

The plane is another sort of meditation practice. As we arrive near Newark, NJ, the women next to me comments that I must travel frequently. She notes my rhythm of reading, journaling, sleeping and computer work. Gentle fluid time for self.