The Good Life
I am suitably chastened this week. I had a day or two of acting like a normal person and quickly came down with an infection. Nature is still in charge, letting me know that patience is the virtue I need the most practice in. It's not serious -- good excuse to do more knitting and try harder at meditation.
My mom echoed this humble acceptance, too, as she has had a couple of health reminders lately. We share a laugh and the unspoken respect for that part of life's pattern not within our power to orchestrate.
I feel grateful again tonight, not least because I am sitting on my deck on a balmy evening doing this blog post, thanks to lovely wireless technology. I stop to sip an excellent single malt my daughter brought me from the UK for my birthday. Earlier I burned several CDs containing the book The DaVinci Code, so that she can listen on her upcoming trips away. And this is legal, folks. I paid for the audio book to put on my iPod, but the payment covers burning to CD as well. How virtuous is that!
Earlier today I chatted online with Steve, now in Korea pursuing his ambition to teach English. Now that's what this techno-stuff is really for, connecting with people. But fear not, I also wrote a letter this week, the paper kind with scribbled ink not quite in straight lines, to connect with a dear friend from the yoga and knitting retreat.