We enjoyed a picnic yesterday with Jeff and Jan, our son and his wife, and friends from their high school and their wedding. I learned that the mother of one of their friends has had a stroke and requires 24 hour care. I look out now on green and gray sobered, considering how I can live a little more calmly, a little more awake and aware and yet I think of this woman and wonder if what is handed to us is about acceptance. I know she ate well, swam each day, and was socially involved, so I can do all I can externally and I can go inside and cultivate inner peace and even then if a stroke comes my way I may have to learn to accept that there are lessons for myself, family, and friends over which I have no control.
Thinking of her, of Virginia, I feel highly motivated on living peacefully today while also enjoying and savoring that essential walk and my morning oatmeal and blueberries.
Edith Wharton said:"There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it. "
I think it is to be both the candle and the mirror that reflects it. For today, I chew my eyes on the green of the trees as though it is marrow in bone.