Day Three Hundred and eight

Another day posting late. My love said yes to my proposal of marriage. We sit and practice together at night. I am content, drowsy, far less anxious. I let go of the past and future and sit in the present. The present is harder to let go of, but I see that it is done by a kind of active rest. This present is not to be denied or manipulated. The eye sees every change, the heart allows them to flow.