I’ve reached the stage in life where one is advised to monitor one’s blood pressure. The ancients viewed the red fluid coursing through our bodies as the source of life – a lifestream as it were. It’s something to contemplate as one slips on the cuff and listens to the whirr of the pump.
It deserves a Collect and a Haiku.
Source of All Life, pulsing and throbbing your love-power through all Creation.
May my coursing lifestream synchronise with the rhythm of your flow
so that your Way may be unfolded without obstruction and your glory revealed.
Blood pressure machine
Hooked to my receiving arm
Telling out my life