Once in a very great while, truly special happenings occur. Brad and Kate are here. They arrived yesterday in time to join Martha, Maureen, Wynter, and me in a yoga session. The energy in the Yogatorium was beautiful - an experience that will live long in my memory. Then the evening together was as special. A connection of Selves that rarely has occurred in my life. If you haven't been there, just skip this part. If you have been there, you know of what I write. And, my writing got a "shot in the arm" from that AND from Faye's suggestion that we join a group on Facebook writing 600 words for 21 days and adopting a new practice (exercise of the body, mind, and/or spirit) for 5 days each week. The timing begins September 6 - after we arrive in Santa Fe - so is perfect! (If you're interested in joining the group, let me know and I'll give you the connection point.) Now I sit on the porch and watch the soft rain falling - still dripping from the porch roof and hitting - what? - I've been wondering for days - so just now I looked - it's hitting the pedal boat with a rather low pitch and nearer to me, a lighter tone as the drops hit the water. And, I can hear all this even without my hearing aids! It's like little punctuation marks in my thoughts - mostly like commas or semi-colons, sometimes a repetition of periods . . . . . like my thoughts need corraling. And now the bullfrog sings! And the A/C kicks on. Time for breakfast. But, I'll repeat the rain photo for you before I leave.
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