I look out on darkness, await the rising of the moon. Tiger is resting. He was injured today and is recuperating. I'm hoping the Reiki I did with him means we won't have a visit to the vet in the morning, and, if we need to, then, we will go.
I took a short walk today to the little pond, which is condensed this time of year. All was silent except for the deep belch of foghorns and the wide stirring swath of wind. A woman was picking and eating blackberries. We both agreed we were blessed to be out on such a day.
I read a book highly recommended at the conference on Writing for Change. It is called The Glass Castle and is by Jeannette Walls. It seemed no one wanted to buy this book, because they saw it as about a "depressing" subject. They missed the point. It is mesmerizing. I highly recommend it. Imagine making your own braces. Imagine the gift of your own star or planet. Imagine surviving and thriving despite parents I suspect only this daughter could present with such compassion and kind intent.
Joseph Campbell said:
“If you see your path laid out in front of you -- Step one, Step two, Step three -- you only know one thing... it is not your path. Your path is created in the moment of action. If you can see it laid out in front of you, you can be sure it is someone else's path. That is why you see it so clearly.”