And so…that was weird. The night was horrible…. While I was supposed to be focusing and concentrating on “nothing” my mind traveled to caverns not explored in decades: I thought of my young days. There were a lot of thoughts on faucets and water; the time I was four, walking down to the barn my dad had built and swimming in the water trough with my sister or guzzling that horrible West Texas well water with delight from the spigot. I “felt” colors, felt my body in different ways, yet could get no sleep. I awoke this morning feeling much worse for the wear. I wonder how much the reiki had to do with my night and how much was the coffee I sipped in Yuba City with Jenni.
I had a long list of ‘to dos’ because as I tossed, I also thought of what needed to be accomplished. Naturally not one of the things I wrote down was. Lists are stupid.
I’m thankful to a lot of people in my life. I feel like a big taker right now…and so many are selflessly giving to me. Thank you, my friends.
Along these lines, but differently, there has been something in my life that has been there with me through thick, ‘cause Lord knows the thin left when this baby came into my life. It is time to slow this train down, because I clearly cannot seem to “share” my cranberry crunch with pe
ople and there’s (about to be) a new sheriff in town and he doesn’t like sugar. I’ll start making something different in this dish – maybe kale steak.
Today the last pieces of my items were delivered. I now have a “grown up” living room that looks so elegant and…well, grown up. I’m very grateful and dare I say it? I feel a little grown up.
Pictures: The beautiful countryside; That dish is going to feel rather empty for a while, and that is OK!
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