Lightning bugs flicker in the gathering dusk while the big dogs amble in from the yard.
It’s an oddly quiet moment in the urban jungle.
It’s been an oddly quiet day, as well.
A day for settling in. For changes to take hold.
Bill, just back from a week in Seattle, is doing the time zone thing and trying to catch up on some much-needed rest.
The fur kids are re-adjusting to a two human household with about three times the moving around to keep track of.
We had a bit more furniture to move.
Fine-tuning huge progress over the last few weeks.
I have three paintings rolling around in my head (and dreams!) and much new learning to find space for.
And, somewhere deep inside me, an inner voice is chanting an old Quaker saying I may have mentioned about 42 times lately:
In order to learn, we must be willing to be changed.
Perhaps it’s the news.
Or my most recent encounters with Quantum physics.
Or even a shift in the dogs’ energy levels.
Better Feng shui?
Or just getting used to this world rather than the ones from which they came?
I don’t know. It might be a shift in me.
I’m clearer about what I’m trying to accomplish, which helps a whole lot in trying to explain it to them!
I can feel my perspective getting bigger.
A willingness, as my new friend, Jonathan McCloud, would say, to allow for more possibilities.
New language for my experience and my questions. For my hopes and my dreams.
Soon, there will be some new language around here. Not different so much as bigger. Clearer, I hope. More current.
And some reflections on how it’s all happening.
Kind of like spots for next season’s TV!
I hope you’ll stay tuned and invite your friends along. We’ve got some growing to do.
For tonight, there is more processing to do.
More being willing to be changed.
Not to mention dog food to thaw and dishes to do.
And lightning bugs to watch.
Don’t they just wonder you?