Day 8

January 8, 2022

A beautiful day for taking photos and no mobility

It is possible that I was exposed to Covid again.  What a pain??   Last night I was given a really good massage and I woke up this morning in an altered state of consciousness.  I really felt like my brain was on a hamster wheel and I couldn't see myself clear of it.  But the truth was I needed to quarantine until my friend's test result comes back.  

So here was this glorious day and I felt I couldn't accomplish a couple of important tasks  like changing the plates on the car so I can drive it and buy some groceries, oh, and maybe, get tested myself. I also had plans to go to Vermont with EJ and see Annie and drive to Ember's to bring them some presents that we have for the baby.  That was way too people oriented goal for this particular day and age.  I feel we are back in lock down.   C'est la vie.  I pretended on this glorious day that it was a snow day.  

I did go out and clean the car off and try to do the plate swap, but it didn't work.  While I was out I did a little walk around the house to see if I could find one of these guys hanging around.  Yesterday, I had one scream at me and take off from the maple tree.  But today I only saw the robins again.  I have a flock of them living in the backyard.  They do greet me.

Jan. 8, 2021

 An old poem 

Milk white porcelain

globe standing tall above,

power of reflection.

 

Behind snow clouds

blanketing our Eastern coast

shines moon power.

 

May I visualize

your energetic mystery

penetrate beyond?

 

May I absorb your

meditative soothing self

subliminally all around?