I am sitting outside on my front steps. The wind is high and is howling through the trees. Powerful gusts spin around and smack at the trees like a giant would swat at an annoying fly buzzing around his head. This is how my mind feels; like the dizzy wind. Dust is blowing into my eyes and dried leaves from the still sleeping garden spin around my feet. The sky is darkening. My neighbours across the street all just retreated to their houses with shouts of “tornado”--No, just high winds due to the heat hitting the cold so quickly. I call for a thunderstorm and possibly a power-outage.
I just lost Internet connection, so I can’t order my movie if the satellite goes too...I was just searching for the phone cord before I came back out here with my laptop.
So, yes, I am loving this weather. The power of the wind, of nature, reminds me of things bigger than me, than my life, and somehow it soothes me and I feel that everything is going to be OK. The air is fresh. A raindrop falls on my keyboard but I still hesitate to go in. I think of lightening and my laptop but this weather inspires me.
There is dust in my keyboard; I can feel the grit beneath my fingers as I type. I came in after my last paragraph: through my front door, back into my life. My son was still asleep in his car-seat so I took him up to his room. He is 4 months old and it seems like he has been teething for 4 weeks now. He didn’t eat much today at all. Worry is my constant companion…actually I have a group of followers: anxiety, fear, depression, forgetfulness, over-thinking, anger, to name a few. I am inviting hope, faith, trust, optimism , peacefulness into the group- maybe they will annoy the other guests and they will leave me alone. LOL!
, peacefulness into the group- maybe they will annoy the other guests and they will leave me alone. LOL!
I keep my thoughts simple and practice staying in the moment: I want my son to eat when he wakes up, and I want to get more sleep than I did last night when my son woke up 4 times. Right now I am going to enjoy a movie with my husband (he downloaded it just fine and our power is still on) and eat buttery popcorn.
Good Night and Sweet Dreams to All.
(10pm: My son drank a full bottle. Now worry has gone to bed for the night as well. :)