Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
As I look over the list of immunizations: Yellow Fever, Typhoid, Meningitis, Hep A and B, and of course Malaria medication, I think to myself... It’s a good thing I can put that old passport to work- a year before it expires. Opportunity knocks. Listen.
My creative mind is quiet. I think of the painting I will start after I’ve envisioned it perfectly, that is, sometime later. I think of the book I’m reading, left on the chair, tented, reading interrupted by a ringing telephone.
I think of the spring-like weather that I anticipate like a little, purple crocus, peeking out from the shade. Tomorrow I shall stretch my legs gladly at the park, a celebration of everything moving, warm and alive! I will run just to feel the wind on my bare arms and cheeks without a chill. I will run to feel my blood pulsing in my temples and chest in a happy rhythm of cooperation.
Life is caught in a cross current, one can focus on movement or stagnation. The choice is in the eye of the beholder.