“Everything we care about lies somewhere in the middle, where pattern and randomness interlace.” ~James Gleick
This summer has been spirit led. I put my writing and sewing projects to the side and have focused on living. With the time I’ve had off from work one would think I’ve focused on productivity. Instead, I’ve enjoyed relationships. I’ve spent countless times with the hubby and a glass of wine in front of the fire pit. I’ve bonded with Oldest over lunches. We’ve spent time dining and hiking with friends. I’ve taken full advantage of having the time to read. I’ve been watching a lot of movies. I even went with a friend to see “Jersey Boys” which I greatly enjoyed. However, some of the home movies such as “The Boy in the Striped Pajamas” have torn my heart to pieces. I can sometimes hardly bear the cruelty of humanity. And yet, I was reduced to tears of happiness last night watching a FaceBook video of a junkyard dog who daily walked four miles to receive a meal from a lady who tied up his bag of leftovers for him to carry off. She followed him one day to see what he did with them. He carried them to his hungry friends who included a chicken and a cat. People can learn much from animals.
We’ve traveled to and fro from sand and sea to rock and mountain. We’ve been called here and there and veered off on our own excursions without rhyme or reason. Yet, it’s all been exactly what I’ve needed. Often what seems random isn’t at all arbitrary. What we need/desire is known and provided in one form or another. Perhaps, unbeknownst to me I was seeking a season of peace and connection. This summer of exploration and connection has soothed my soul and restored my energy. I am thankful for these blessings as my cup continues to fill daily.