Shifting Into 3rd

Took Trent out yesterday morning, and we parked in a wide open field as the sunshine started to top the trees.. the colors of Autumn swimming through falling leaves.
I have this incredible tea I bought from a organic vendor in Maine.. its Green Tea with specs of fruit-peel mixed in. Oranges & pomegranate. Really good stuff.. makes you feel like you own Jerusalem.
I turned on the propane, and brewed us both up a fresh cup.. we stood there watching and feeling life come around. The sunlight warming up our arms.. the tea warming up our thoughts.
We were there. Holding that morning up in our own hands like a sacrifice - ours to give; ours to embrace.

Its hard to be ready for motion always. Hard to want it, to welcome it with a firm grasp and a genuine smile. Yesterday feels like a good reason to never let go of a season.. but I know better. We were born to move.

We were children, eager and unknowing.. and then we shift.
We became men, hungry with the weight of the world on our shoulders.. and then we shift.
We learned that the world has always been ours... and now we shift.
Placing everything we have on the table - prepared to lose it and become the expression of life's next revelation.

I think green tea is the official drink of shifting.
May we always be thirsty.





Andrew Tipton