Forecast

It’s supposed to be 90 million degrees today, with 99% humidity

Summer slammed into the cold rainy days we were so used to, yesterday.

No gradual shift, just wow

We miss California.

Not only the weather.

Everything.

My little microcosm, the overall state of the world. Nothing feels good or right at the moment. Home seems so far away.

I don’t feel tough enough to fight the New England battle today. To listen to the news. To have nothing to look forward to. To simply exist in a world that nothing makes sense in. I’m alone on planet disgruntlement. Add in some muggy heat.

It’s lonely for sure. There must be a reason to get up, but I can think of one.

But this is what I need to remember: often, when there has been a stretch of hard, sometimes something good and unexpected shows up. Not the way I think it will. A day can shift. A moment can.

So I got up and made the bed, found something to wear, dragged my grumpy self to yoga and of course, my mind started to shift while there.

When I arrived back at the house, G was finishing a project and decided we should drive to a beach with waves. As we were leaving, his mom decided to clean the outdoor ceiling fan. She had him get out the ladder and set it up.

As we drove away I said that I tried to talk her out of it. I offered to do it, even as she watched. He sighed and turned around. There was no leaving an eighty seven year old on a ladder in good conscience. We could go later.

But before we had a chance, his brother came to visit earlier than expected. The three of them had a whole ceiling-fan-cleaning-this-is-our-mother moment.

The breezeway was cool, the tide was low, we decided to walk out to the island. It was a great day for a swim and a walk in the water right off the dock. Afterward we enjoyed a cool drink on the breezeway.

Then we all went out for supper and stopped for ice cream. The visit was lovely. The day played out easfully. Nothing big, but enough to shift my whole energy to fun. Lightness won out.

Spirituality is this for me. It’s leaving my heart open, even the tiniest bit, even when it’s hard, so that when lightness settles, I can feel it, and appreciate it and be influenced by it, and then so can my day. It could be the smallest, most subtle of things, that will change energy completely. The force is everywhere, the potential, always there, thankfully. Though often I forget to remember this.