Tonight I was feeling not centered. Just felt not right. So I thought I needed to meditate. Well I found I like to meditate in the dark watching the flame of a candle. Normally I meditate in the bathroom just because it is a very dark room and cozy. Today I deicide to do it in my bedroom in the dark, with ear plugs in as my BF was downstairs watching TV. I like it very quiet because I get distracted very easy. I was planning on only doing 10 minutes. But ended up doing 30. And could have kept going. It was AMAZING!

As I was watching the flame I decided to grab the notebook and pen I keep in the night stand and start writing (a little hard to do by candlelight lol). I love writing it is a very calming thing for me. Lots of times when I write I reread it, rewrite and rework things. I did not want to do that with this. I wanted to capture exactly what was going through my mind as I sat there watching this candle. This is what I ended up writing.

The Dance of the Flame

When I breathe you dance.
When I hold my breath you stand still.
From the hottest shades of blue you stretch upwards into a warm buttery yellow.
Your beauty lights the way and it also casts the most beautiful shadows.
I love the way you dance and the warmth that you bring.
Watching you dance warms my insides while being close to you warms my face.
You twist, you turn, you stretch, you bow; you dance to the rhythm of my breath.
You inners glow red like the coals of a fire.
I can see its reflection in the watery wax below.
Your dancing is reflected there to.
It reminds me of the moon dancing on the ripples of a lake.
You burn with passion and dance with joy.
When I breathe you dance.
I never want to hold my breath again.

Kari