It has been a good day for thoughts – depending, of course, on what you mean by “good.”
Let’s just say that I’ve been pondering and my brain has been skipping all over the place. Abby and I went to Bannock Point – and I spent time in the garden.
Some of my thoughts: feeling immensely frustrated that I feel stuck about doing two things I very much want to do: The Hoffman Process and the month-long Dream Path trek from Munich to Venice. Again it’s all dependent on the house selling. So I’m feeling house poor – akkkk!
At the same time, I think to myself, “Really?! You’re going to complain when you live in this beautiful place and you have a roof over your head and food to eat and mountains in your back yard?”
I have to remember to be grateful. I have everything to be grateful for. My health, my friends – a ton of things.
And then I thought about “courage” – my word for this year. I don’t believe I have exercised it nearly to the extent that I want to. I am fearful quite a bit.
And perhaps I again need to look at the bright side: most of the year is yet to come.
I also thought, inevitably, of the state of the world. And it makes my heart hurt. And I feel helpless to turn it around. The very little bit that I can do feels so inadequate.