Sunday Reflections


Hello again, friends. It’s been a week, hasn’t it?

My dog sitting gig with the lovable and laughable Miss Curly is over, since her family of boys come home this evening from their trip to Florida. I know she’ll be over the moon. I’ll miss her tail therapy and walking wisdom, for sure.

I am grateful to spend a day by myself at home tomorrow, the first since G. took his life on July 19. What a whirlwind. I actually think a long morning walk at the local park is in order to restore me back to full functionality. I have errands to run as well, but those can wait til afternoon.

I’m starting a new little project tomorrow. I have been talking with a number of friends about meditation, benefits, etc., and I really want to show people that you don’t have to meditate for hours to feel a difference–but you do need some consistency in the practice. I’m going to attempt to do a short YouTube video each day of August following my daily meditation practice. I generally sit for 30 minutes, sometimes longer, but the insight I get in those spaces needs to be shared. Might only be a day or two, might make it all the way to September. We shall see. Like doing a time-lapse of my Morning Pages routine, I feel it gives me connection and accountability, which is a big thing when you live alone. I’ll let you know how it goes.

The weather here has been surprisingly decent this week. A little less humid and tolerable heat. I haven’t looked at the forecast for next week, because between us, I think it’s total bunk. I’ll believe it when I see it. Or feel it giving me a tan, as it is.

It’s 9:16 p.m., and it’s dark outside. Inevitable, I know, and this is the time of year that in the past, spent at summer camp, was blissful. In the dark is where all the fun happened for counselors, especially in the first few years of my working there. Too many knuckleheads doing stupid things caused us to put a crackdown into place in later years, but some of those first year memories of staying awake until 3 am in the nature center making friends with people who are still in my life 30 years later are priceless. What I wouldn’t give to have one of those evenings back with my brother and his buddies.

Time to settle down and attempt to unwind from a week that’s changed my life on multiple fronts. Hope your week wasn’t quite so wild, and that the one you’re walking into turns out wonderfully.