I took one dog (because the Black Labrador had no manners at the front door, he had to take the march to confinement, and missed out on a ride to find the Starlings), and my camera and took a late afternoon ride. Drove a big loop, ending near where I began, about 5 miles as-a-crow-flies downriver from our house, where the birds were doing their thing. I threw the ball for Luna and watched the sun set behind the coastal mountains, while the Starlings practiced their murmurings.
At times I feel as though I am running as fast as I can go so as to not feel. Of course this is contrary to Life, Purpose, etc., etc., etc. Today I noticed that my spiritual practice doesn't seem to be "working" it appears that I cannot shake this thing, even on an excursion into a sunny day.
My granddaughter has been extremely ill. I have not been brave enough to write about the illness head-on. Now I just want to say that she, and her mother (my youngest daughter, Elisabeth), and her brother Kai, are the bravest people that I know.
So from my ramblings today I have decided, once again, to keep my priorities straight. My lists will serve me, my prayers are noticed. The tender places will always be inhabited.
Elisabeth, has created a blog. Click here: Kaitlyn
Love and hugs.