This morning it seemed that if instead of finishing my walk to work I remained still with soft gaze all day, I would be able to see the blossoms opening one by one.
Near the beginning of my last morning beach walk (I’m now in Houston waiting for my connecting flight home), I met this water snake washed up on the beach. It was still pretty active, so I made an effort to get it back into the water.
It swam into the water, and I hoped I’d saved it. On my return, it had been wave-tossed back above the water line and was looking far more feeble. I tried again, but this time it was just thrown again on the beach and no longer moving.
It made me think about how connected are all of our destinies and how sometimes we can change things and sometimes we cannot.
It’s true that I’m still reading the news and signing petitions and sending comments on regulations, but otherwise, it’s good to have several days to take good care–and to practice my Spanish.
The daily routine for the week: meditation by myself, walk on the beach when it gets light with fellow yogis, breakfast, yoga practice (mostly functional movement exercises rather than traditional asana), lunch, quiet time, more practice, dinner, early to bed.