We pondered the crazy weather which had us conjuring images of tailgates and football games, crunchy leaves, a variety of soups and full, beautiful mums. Some of my favorite weather, but months too early and thus not overly comfortable (or welcome).
I stood in a porta-potty line at a street festival and recalled days gone by when I was lost in the music, comfortable in my surroundings, at home in the crowds. I sighed, rolled up my jeans to avoid "debris" and wondered how time moves so quickly (and muttered "I'm too old for this" once or twice).
I laced up my sneakers and surrendered my thoughts to my ipod and the pavement for five good miles; I visualized a healthier me and felt good about a small step in the right direction.
Always fascinated by the connection of mind, body and spirit, I picked up the Quantum Wellness cleanse and read it cover to cover, nodding in understanding page after page, relishing the comfort of a mutual understanding, a state of mind brought to life on the page and the resulting click when its contents registered familiar. Tears poured down my face as I read the chapter titled "Awakening" because this lovely author was able to articulate with such grace every reason I've wholeheartedly embraced a vegetarian lifestyle. It was validation I didn't know I needed, encouragement for a part of my soul that doesn't know how to ask for support. I can hardly wait to begin the actual cleanse and see what happens and Internet, I'll bring you along when I do.
I started to think about my upcoming trip to Boston, making lists in my head and seeing the images of Cambridge, Beacon Hill, Newbury Street and the Freedom Trail through my camera before I ever even board the plane. The break is needed, and I plan to make it a good one.
Hubby took Coop to the vet for his check-up and while we lamented the price tag of the visit, we sighed with relief at his good health and happily filled his prescriptions to keep those liver levels in check. And then I thought of Sydney, my sweet girl, and remembered the wiggly pup of 13 years ago that stole my heart with a glance and has never let go. She wears time on every inch of her body...a muzzle covered in grey, a slow ramble where there used to be an unstoppable dash, but the eyes...those soulful eyes can still whisper secrets and show me past, present and future. I fear she's nearing the end and I can't embrace it, not yet. I'm not ready to let her go, but its not about me and I know if I'd let her, she would show me that. Dogs are awesome that way.
Sunday was a quiet jumble of errands, walks, doggie play and movie watching. We saw Away We Go and its humanity stays with me still. Amazing, beautiful portrait of family and of love.
And now we're all back to the grind, but trying to keep the peace, the stillness, the joy of the weekend in tact, hoping its magic will color the week ahead.
And you?
Wow...your description of Sydney breaks my heart.
Posted by: Ash | July 22, 2009 at 10:28 AM