Musing of this week

I walked out most every day this week under dressed.
The air was cold, but the light was bright, even the days  (like most) that it rained.
In between the rain were clear blue skies with that cool bright and yellow sun.
I walked past bundles of branches, cherry blossoms, buds on the trees. And birds chirping.

All else stressed and crazy. Mixed and piled up.
Numbers missed, money tight, communications all off target.

Trying to hold boundaries is exhausting, not doing it well either. A challenge for sure. But not the worst. I made it through my second week. Whew. Done. Tomorrow I go to the beach. Sunday a big cleansing of possessions.

One foot in front of the other. Looking down and remembering where I am, it's here, it's now.  Those things I can do, when I am graced enough to think of them. Mostly I am caught in the whrilwind. I just need to keep my gaze softly on that form ahead of me.

I am graced enough to be grateful for every moment that brought me to and including this moment here and now. Thank you.