I ran into a friend at the grocery store. He was shopping for dinner. His wife was on a girls' weekend away to Williamsburg, but she would be home in time to eat, so he was getting everything prepared.
I got an email from another friend. She and her husband got away from the 3 kids and went away to Colorado for a long weekend.
The religious education director at our church is going on a 6 month sabbatical. She will be nurturing her soul & also visiting Costa Rica, the Maritime Islands, and Italy.
I am trying not to be green. But it isn't easy being not green. Oooh, I'm very Kermit. I'd love to get away for a little while. A one month sabbatical? A week? A day?
I'm whining. Dealing with diabetes grinds away at my happiness.
Nora made this hopscotch this weekend that curled in on itself. I was wondering about her thought process because you start on the outside and work your way in... to what? Where is "home?" Where do you turn around?
Then it struck me that this is a lovely hopscotch-metaphor for what I need to do. It's like following a labyrinth. I need to walk the numbers slowly round and round until I find a place of peace in the center. Renewal. Deep breath. And after living in that space for as long as it takes, walk my way back to the outside, refreshed.
This weekend's weather made it easy to find that inner balance & perspective. We're having a lovely little thaw that is coaxing daffodil shoots out of the cold earth. The cycle continues no matter what happens in our lives. Yearly renewal. It's working its way from the inside out in my garden, right now.
