Out late, taking my time, feeling anxious on a busy day - will I get everything done that I need to get done? But, then I went out in the bright morning and the sun was beaming on the river and I was glad to be out. Still, I felt some pressure from the day tensing my neck and my limbs, but I kept walking and breathing and working into a rhythm. There’s enough time to get through what needs to be done, I said, but I didn’t quite believe it, but I kept walking and being in the woods, the cold woods, without gloves, that’s silly, but I’m not prepared for this weather change yet.
And, it’s true, entirely true, as it turns out: there is enough time. I prepare for the reading my Wednesday writers are giving as the feature tonight, choreographing and organizing our presentation; and I spend two or three hours doing the prep I need to do for a weeklong seminar I’m attending next week in New York, and I get through it and now, a big sigh of relief; I have time to bring in the potted geraniums and rosemary tonight so they won’t freeze; I have time to clean up the clutter to ready the house for a party we’re having this weekend; there was plenty of time, and tonight, before our reading, we meet for dinner and friendship; this is a community I have created that nourishes and sustains me, and I’m filled up with emotion, at Gallery 55, the writers read exquisitely, and it’s moving and inspiring, as I knew it would be, and I’m grateful, so grateful, to have these women in my life, and have them want to be part of this community and dive deep and share their truth and beauty in such an inspirational way. So, now, now, it is dark and quiet in the house and the dogs are asleep, but it’s now that I really feel the beam of morning sun shining on my day.