Here in New England we have the traditional seasons and all the glory that
encompass each one.
For me ~ I love the diversity of each season. Right now, on my trail, the leaves are changing ~
Some trees are starting to sprinkle the trail with their bright colored leaves. It is refreshing to
my soul on days when I feel a little like a lifeless tree. Taking my dog and my cat for
a walk on the trail is entertaining. I really feel that the trail, the fresh air, the oneness and simplicities of nature and the joy of my animals ~ are healing me.
Some days, like today ~ I will only make it to my crazy tree. That is about 50 feet. But
in that 50 feet, I look at my crazy tree and I think of how I coach teens that they can
grow any direction they want, just grow ~ like that tree. The crazy tree is my tree ~ a
reflection of my personality.
Those who know me well, especially before RA took my spark away ~ know I am just
like the tree (the picture is on my blog). Different, kooky, fun, free spirited, love to
dance, be free, sing, growing and changing along my path that we call life. I have told
my teens, my kids ~ look around, there is no reason for the tree to grow like that! All the
other trees grow straight. Not my crazy tree! I love it.
So, today is my day after "jab day" ~ Monday, Monday - dah dah, dah dah dah dah...
I am always very sick today. My love really tried to put it in perspective ~ "Babe,
the great thing is, you will only be sick one day or so and then you start to feel better."
Sure thing. It is far better than before. And it is helping! But, as I mentioned to my Brit...
imagine every week of your life knowing you were going to have a really bad flu for 36 -48 hours with bad body aches, no energy, just feeling lousy. It still isn't easy. Or joyful. Or pleasant. However ~ it is my life.
So, I get ready to take my dog, and my cat out for a stroll ~ and we'll slowly go on the trail.
I'll smile as I watch my cat take short cuts and take the lead. Laugh at the dog as he tries
to catch a chipmunk. "Talk" to my cat, who just won't stop talking to me the whole way.
And be grateful that I live in such a beautiful place. My home to heal.
Healing hugs,
Alicia
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