|The quality of your life is determined by the focus of your attention.|
- Cheri Huber
I am peace this morning, calm. The storm of fear and uncertainty has washed through. The tomatoes are still growing. The leaves have yet to fall.
We leave for Italy on Monday. We fly to Frankfurt, and then, on to Rome. We have no reservations in the moment, other than for the plane, so it is meant to be a trip of spontaneity and exploration, with a few meetings here and there. Alex will stay in the house for Tiger and Bella, and Yvonne will take care of the yard.
I hadn't really taken in that we were going until today, and I wake now excited to consider Italian sun, villages, wine, pasta, cheese, art, sanctity, serenity, and cultivation of ease. It will be good to get a different perspective on the political situation, and to immerse in Roman times and consider contraction and expansion, rise and fall.