Turning in Everyday Ramblings

Either squash or pumpkin flowers here in a local garden this week. I saw my first dahlias of the year in a garden on Wednesday. Moving ever so slightly towards fall here on the flower clock. The angle of the light is starting to shift and the trees are discreetly just beginning to turn. But you have to look hard to notice.

My oldest sister sent me an obituary yesterday of a guy, just a year older than me, who I ran with for a time as the wild young woman I was. He wasn’t but hung out periodically with my guys, my crew; went to school with them, as most of them still were in some form or another in school when I came into their lives.

He was always so just, well, nice.

And it turns out he stayed that way. Went back and got his college degree in his late thirties and became a beloved housing advocate for folks without much and a local urban farm advocate as well. It was really a lovely tribute to a life well lived.

That is two of the crew to go so far in the last year. I think lung cancer for both.

Miss E. left for three idyllic weeks at total immersion French camp today. I am glad she can get away. And she has good friends from last year to reconnect with.

I am having a lovely day just puttering, doing laundry and kitchen prep and cleaning and feeling the luxury, a rare commodity in my life, of unstructured time. Every day I get a little more energy and feel a bit better.

Recovering from the surgery is keeping me at or near home. As Sammy is getting deaf the fireworks didn’t bother him quite so much last night. He stayed either on me or next to me but we both just passed out right when they were over. They are very intense here on the 4th as I am close to where they are set off.

Today I have been making a list of things to do that are, well… fun. Enjoyable. Possibly social. I am very much looking forward to having my Saturdays and Sundays free again. I need them while I am still working full time. That is a fact.

I love teaching and it energizes me but everybody has chores and one needs to chill like I am doing today.

I continue to study my Sanskrit texts and commentary and I am feeling this level of understanding about how the interlocking pieces of the various yoga traditions and Buddhism fit together that is most helpful and I think will enrich my teaching.

I was interested in a lot of esoteric “stuff” when I was a teenager before I met the crew and started down the very unusual path I followed into adulthood. When I was Miss E’s age. I feel now with the teaching that I am bringing this all full circle. It is a nice feeling, I have a sense of contentment.

Not that I don’t have a lot of work ahead of me. My private student was most helpful yesterday (she manages nurses for a living) in terms of talking to me about talking to the caregiver families and basically said, buck up sweetie, and get the nurses on your side.

It is a skill, I can learn it.

Even though I am already quite well provisioned I went to the farmers market this morning to get Rainier cherries. This is the last week the local ones will be good and I couldn’t resist.

I am beginning to believe that my favorite fruit in the world is sweet ripe cherries.

Don’t tell all the berries in my fridge I said that, okay?

Thanks. :)