A gorgeous day
When I was pulling back the shutters this morning, a pelican was taking off across the bayou and the sun was glistening and dancing on top of the water. This sort of activity might have been that I woke up late – having spent most of the night warding off night sweats caused by this stage of my life. All of these signs of aging used to cause me to be melancholy about doors that had closed for me – and now they no longer signify the same woe. In my zen mantra, one door closes while another opens, I think of the doors that have opened, if only one month ago, one week ago, and as recently as one minute ago and I am so enormously happy that I could burst from the joy of it all – who has such joy in her life? Why I’ve been chosen to receive such abundance is always a mystery to me – but a mystery to which I subscribe and appreciate and am eternally grateful and hope to spread to others.