Don’t wait for me, I’m coming home

I think in color.
Just doodling in my traveling sketchbook.

There’s no way to bluff yourself. No way to hurry into the future.
No way to not go where Life is going- letting it come.
I’m coming home. Again.
And then again.

Waiting to welcome Bayo Akomolafe on the Come to Center Podcast.

What will emerge between us today?
Ceremony, play, wonder, joy…?
Silence?
I’ll let you know.