I try to keep my head on straight (well, straight as I see it) and balance the reality of the world's issues, my friends who are undergoing health and emotional issues and my own reality, I really do And I know I am almost always waaaaaaaaay on the top of that pile. But sometimes, it is easy to slip into that 'the Universe is dooming me!' over something not ultimately very important at all.
So? What? It's a reality check that, for me, usually involves a long walk - because pulling my hair out in public puts a curb on it. Because 'out there', looking out of my head instead of into my triviality that the Universe really isn't focused on, everything changes. Balance comes back. Thankfulness returns. And that is good...because otherwise, I'd probably be a homicidal maniac. That would be bad.
Waking up this morning to a creeping dawn that feeling was still there; it was time to use this time to not just sit on my wah wah but to get out to the day. And I did.
|Hello, moon! I've missed you.|
|Soon to the sea|
|I almost stepped on this fragile beauty|
|Is this a real turtle run? At the top, there was a circle of activity, so maybe.|
|I see the light!|
|And I see the light!|
|They were far down the beach but the expression on this dog's face was pretty sweet|
|Every picture tells a story. Make one up.|
Have a work it out Wednesday. Do something whooshful.