So, being here in Tucson — alone with just my oldest grandson — I have had a chance to gradually relax into slow. I am loving it. I feel as if I am giving myself a chance to unfold and expand into something a little bit more.
In truth . . . I guess, God, that all Virtues are balanced by an Opposite Virtue. BALANCE is the Key . . . and the Great Challenge.
eing here — AT SEA — has gotten the attention of ALL of ME. The waves, even more than the Halifax museum’s displays of famous shipwrecks, is making me AWARE of the power of the sea. The power of Mother Nature. The power of the elemental FORCES of Nature. We are in Your Hands, God!
I am struck, God, by the difference between adding vastly enjoyable information to my mind and the effort of changing my behavior — for example, jogging regularly.
I hadn’t thought to put the two together until I saw this kola in the parking lot. Indeed, the bird seemed preoccupied . . . not really noticing me . . . rather like Kit before he runs. Both of them seemingly focused on their upcoming activity!
The point of bed-making is that we willingly do what we know will be undone. We put things away that we know we will get out again tomorrow — or maybe even this afternoon.
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