Evening -
I am exhausted this evening. The day has been full. Jane and I drove over the hill to Stinson Beach and walked to one end to write, but I had no words and could only watch the swift approach of the waves and their breaking on the rocks. A stream of jets flew overhead on their morning approach from different parts of Asia.
We met Judi in Point Reyes Station. This is someone we met through Connection Well, and we all knew each other immediately. We are kindred spirits and she may well be an angel. We talked about the book.
Perhaps it is only now that Jane and I are able to feel the emotion and love that has gone into Breast Stroke. I came home to an email from a good friend and she, too, exclaimed, and thanked.
It is a letting go, a taking in.
Jane and I returned via Lagunitas Creek. We sat inside the redwood tree, my temple, a church.
I am very tired, worn out, which is a place my inner can more clearly shine through.
The chrysalis thins.
Who knows what comes forth now, but we saw some of the most amazing butterflies today. They were flittering everywhere, mainly in couples. The poppies are out. The vultures soar, and the pelicans fly in mass.
I am very tired and soon to be welcomed by bed and sleep.