Heart Happy (cathy_edgett) wrote,
Heart Happy
cathy_edgett

checking in on a beautiful fall day -

It's still dark though the sky begins to light.   In Bali, offerings are set out in the morning, little plates with flowers, incense, maybe a candle.  I like to pick flowers in the morning and fill vases, but it is dark in the morning these days.  On Monday around 6 AM, I leaned over my deck railing to cut sprigs of pink jasmine that climb from down below, and managed as I clipped to miss the stem and deeply cut my ring finger.  Ouch!  It bled and bled, and still makes typing difficult, so I have curtailed online communication this week, and amazingly, the world still turns.

We have two deer in our backyard, practically in the house.  We sit together, the doe, buck, Bella and me.  His rack is small, but I know that October is rutting season.  They clearly are a couple, and he is protective of her.  They sleep under the redwood tree, and they eat all day.  I hear them walking on the dried leaves and clomping on the deck.  They fill my soul with peace.

I sit here now, peace and ease.  I am grateful the parks are again open though it means more traffic, but it feels wrong to close our parks and where I live that is a great deal of the territory.  It is a full moon today/tonight, and I'm heading out early to Stinson Beach for communion with the waves.  It is quiet here this morning, clear, still dark and light comes.  I was out last night and birds were singing in the dark, and now again they are awake.  Do we all exult this time of year at the season's change?

I read Malcolm Gladwell's book, David and Goliath, Underdogs, Misfits, and The Art of Battling Giants yesterday.  I recommend it.

I am led, guided by these words of Antonio Machado:


  Walker, there is no road,
  only foam trails on the sea.
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