31 Aug 2016
Tags: letting go
There were several frustrating incidences yesterday; just bad juju I guess. I wanted to complain about them to anyone who would listen. And then I wanted to tell the story again.
I’m aware of the ‘positive thinking’ movement, but I like to allow all things to move through me because that’s when I can truly let them go. I drop them and they melt back into the world and I step forward into the next bright moment.
30 Aug 2016
Tags: heart, peace, yoga
Now that the kidneys are back in their home groove, things fall back into place here too. Our morning yoga practice for example. This is the balm on my soul because through experiencing those meditating moments beyond daily concerns, I can then move through and past what seems insurmountable, and stay true to my heart. It’s my daily gift to myself.
28 Aug 2016
Tags: William Blake, world
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
27 Aug 2016
Tags: change, dark, peaceful, quiet
It is my favorite time of day. The cool dark of 5:30 AM is quiet and softly peaceful, and best of all I am alone. Shifting my attention back from daily kidney antics to my creativity, reading and personal growth reminds me that life is always changing, and the quiet is perfect for observing it.
25 Aug 2016
Tags: last night, paddle, simple
Today is their last day, so last night they wanted one more paddle. It’s been that sort of week: one more dinner out; one more chance to stay up late; one more big treat: 6 Flags! We’ve had a spectacular summer. We always do, because we create, and share, and listen to each other. We read, we cook, we argue and we hug each other goodnight. Simple is best, and I am content with simple.
23 Aug 2016
Tags: cool weather, listen, New England, quiet, seasons
I awoke this morning with the blanket snugly wrapped around me, and my bathroom floor was too cool for bare feet for the first time in months. The turning of the year is why I love my New England home: Fallen leaves carpet the brick patio, soup-making is on the agenda. This transition time between seasons calls to my soul, asking me to prepare because it’s time to let go and move on to something new. What is it that I need to know today? I will be quiet and listen.
21 Aug 2016
Tags: beach, peace, sunrise
It is a perfect morning here on the porch wrapped in a blanket. The smell of the sea air, the bird calls echo through my childhood memories, and the sun on my face makes me smile. May this day bring peace and happiness, purpose and light, understanding and rest. Aho.
19 Aug 2016
Tags: Penny candy, Rockport
With no worries about the pups, we had the whole day yesterday to prowl around Rockport. We drove around the peninsula enjoying the ocean views and the storybook setting, and even visited the Gloucester Fisherman, the site of a photograph with their father and uncle 40+ years ago. That was surprising to them for some reason, silly kidneys. But, upon receiving his good-night hug, Jude revealed that the best part of the day was the penny candy selection. We all need a little excess now and then I guess!
18 Aug 2016
Tags: birthday, cemetery
It might seem odd, but I spent my birthday at the cemeteries yesterday. I am lucky to have so many ancestors buried in one place-my family settled the town and there is a road and school named for them. It’s important to us to go there and remember, and to take care of the stones. My baby uncle’s stone has fallen over and was covered in lichen, so we scrubbed and scraped and made it beautiful again, along with two others, my parents’and grandparents’. It made us happy to see them like new again. I shared my memories with them, and now they have some more of their own.
17 Aug 2016
Tags: books, bookstore, reading
While waiting out her dance class, he and I hang out at the bookstore, our favorite haunt. I borrow books from the library more these days, but I cannot help myself at the bookstore. I love the smell of books, I love to hold them, I love to have a stack ready by my chair. Upon arrival at the store he walks away and I don’t see him for an hour. Perfect.