4:15 AM awoke to the sounds of a summer storm... huge thunder crashing and lightning lighting up the sky... memories of feeling so safe in mommies arms as a small child, watching a summer squall from the living room window through the towering tree in the front of the house... so safe and warm and enchanted by nature...
listening to James Taylor crooning some American standards... I feel really alive. It's coming up on 6 years that T is gone. I'm able to remember the good and the bad....ahhh. It's refreshing that at long last, time is really healing. My heart is opening... I do believe I'm ready to share love again... first perhaps a little doggy and then??? who knows???
It's time to fix T's raven and my crab sculptures... and maybe even my Roseville rosebud vase... it would be wonderful to put my hands into clay again... certainly have the time... inclination??
Turned 71 and everything looks clearer now... trite but true... the pandemic has given me time to reflect and relish the kindness of friends and the little things. With the lack of travel has come the idea that friends and sharing are the most important soul satisfactions...
I'm harmonizing ...feeding my soul...
Be safe and stay cool...