It was a sweltering 107 yesterday in my neighborhood, today will go down to two digits.
I spent Fri and Sat with friends in the bay area (where I lived for many years), reconnecting, relaxing and vowing to not let so much time pass without being together. Coincidentally we are reading the same book, The Power of Now by Eckhardt Tolle, I have an intense desire to believe in something more than what my eyes can see. While I was raised Catholic, I have long since lost faith in its teachings.
I also met with a friend of my brother’s who had not been able to attend the funeral, two and a half hours passed in minutes, she and her husband cared so much, this meeting brought me great joy.
On the way home, early evening, I put the top down on my convertible car, allowing the warm wind to hit my face as I sped through long stretches of interstate 5, and I wept openly for what was and what wasn’t, while the hills surrounding listened and the vast stretch of sky consoled me.
Today, I have the strong urge to get things back on track and get life closer to "normal".
Ideas are beckoning beckoning beckoning me and I have to get back to work.
I appreciate my many blessings, my home, my hub, my family and friends, my pugs, the air to breathe, art that will be made, and my heart that thinks.
Peace and creativity …