Late February

I went to bed feeling heavy & woke up feeling heavy. 
Bah, winter, what a pain in the ass. 
Bah, dogs, what a pain in the ass. 
Like that. 
This morning, cleared out my unwanted dragon's cache of jewelry.
​Walked the dogs. Reined them in when they stopped listening.
Came in & while getting a spoon for my tea from the cupboard, because the mice have been shitting in the cutlery drawer, I thought,
hang in there, everyone! 
winter's heavy, but look around:
we are all in this vale of tears together
abusing ourselves & one another, 
& kindness is also here
& the mice have started shitting elsewhere these days
& the freezing-rain fog is beautiful over the leaky-roofed town.
Now the dogs are resting from their breakfasts.
& I am remembering to stretch my crown to the sky & sink my feet to the ground.
This morning's reading says:
Enlightenment is nowhere else, so sever your hopes and fears!
Waking up means letting go of wanting any other morning.