I slogged out of bed this morning – just resistant to getting up and going – then I took the dogs out, then brought Arlene back – then took Loca out for a longer walk. This part of the walk began with me muttering underneath my breath – releasing anger about something that I need to just let go of – but I had a few more words to mutter before I could do that – then I said “Enough already” and looked up at the big puffy clouds and cleared my mind of all negative nonsense. Then I entered the park and looked around at the silvery moss hanging from the trees and the ducks and geese scattering around the lagoon and smiled. It’s all good I said to myself. It’s all good.
I ran hard for a little bit with Loca off the leash until she started to run into the street. I leashed her back up. My heart was beating so loud inside my chest – it wants – and yet I have to quiet the thundering pace it wants to proceed with – proceed with love – with great love – the profoundness – the wanting – desire – and so I cradle it back in its cavity and tell it to rest – to be patient – its time will come.
“then I said, “Enough already” and looked up”. You LOOKED UP, just like the priest at St Augustine.
I thought about that – and also this great CD that Bob gave me called Sing Me Back Home -there is a good song on there about Look Up – Irma Thomas and Marcia Ball are singing it – it’s fabulous – will put on CD for you along with some other inspiring songs.