The comings and goings of presence and awe

The last couple of days have been cold, rainy, and generally overcast here in the city of San Francisco.

I live in the Russian Hill area, up a bit from North Beach.

I've been able to spend some time out. Cold, rainy, wet, windy.

But it's gorgeous.  Everything simply gets so - real, so
alive.  The mind disappears into the glory of the elements, with
the wind whipping away the remnants of the mind, until there is only an
awareness pregnant with the wind blowing, cold and wet on my face.

It's simply glorious. more...

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