I can’t seem to get my head and my body to work together this week. My body is exhausted and my head keeps getting distracted and then lost inside itself. As a result, I’ve been foggy all week. Sort of like I’ve been living life through a mud puddle. It’s been rainy too, summer rain, the kind where it is unusually muggy and then all of a sudden there are sheets of rain punctuated with claps of thunder and then rounded out by brilliant sunshine that reflects off the still wet surfaces. Very strange for Olympia.
This week I find myself reading about rest and the ever finicky balance of self-care and the need to accomplish.
My head keeps taking me deep into the “‘till death do us part” part of traditional wedding vows. I have the honor of walking with a dear friend and chosen family member as he watches his wife of nearly 65 years die. It is excruciatingly beautiful and deeply heart-wrenching. That kind of love has to be the most beautiful and heart-breaking thing ever. This week is heavy. This video touches on that kind of love. Have a tissue handy, it too is a beautiful heartbreaking story.
Love Poems from God has been my favorite poetry collections for a while now. I lost my copy a couple of years ago and yesterday I picked up another copy. I’m glad I have it again. The poems written by the likes of St. Francis of Assisi, Hafiz and St. Catherine of Siena are translated by Daniel Ladinsky. Some speak a truth that takes your breath away while some are down right hilarious.
union is like this:
You feel cold so I reach for a blanket to cover
our shivering feet.
A hunger comes into your body
so I run to my garden and start digging potatoes.
Ask for a few words of comfort and guidance and
I quickly kneel by your side offering you
a whole book as a
You ache with loneliness one night so much
you weep, and I say
here is a rope, tie it around me,
Hafiz will be your
This evening I get to have dinner down at the marina and listen to my sister and her friend make music and after a good yoga class this afternoon I think I’m ready to pull myself out of the mud puddle and enjoy the last bits of summer this weekend. My birthday is on Monday too, so I’m sure there will be much to enjoy this weekend. I hope you too can find moments of deep love and great joy.