Lunchtime Walk
I was having an anxiety provoking type of morning. When I walked out to address one of the things that needed to be addressed, the trees reminded me to pay attention to beauty, while I was doing what needs to be done.

I was having an anxiety provoking type of morning. When I walked out to address one of the things that needed to be addressed, the trees reminded me to pay attention to beauty, while I was doing what needs to be done.

I returned home last night from eight days away, five of which were truly on retreat — just meditating, bathing in hot springs, hiking, eating well, practicing yoga, and celebrating with dance and music. To see pictures, click here.
The focus of the week was honoring the past and engaging in the present so as best to serve the future.
We left Breitenbush Hot Springs mid-afternoon on Thursday. Rather than take a red eye, I stayed Thursday night at an airport hotel and took an early morning flight home on Friday. I woke early Friday morning and rested in meditation to ease the shock of going from an off-the-grid community in the forest to an airport hotel. This rainbow glowed over the airport while I was waiting for the hotel shuttle to take me there for my flight.
The rainbow reminded me to carry the deep joy of the retreat home with me.
I woke up violently beset with cold/flu symptoms on Tuesday (fortunately, I’d voted early). I hardly got out of bed for two days and while I was able to work some from home because there were deadlines that needed to be coordinated, I ‘m days from being better. Instead of being out this week bearing witness, I’ve contributed extra to support recount efforts and am glad for the steadiness of committed monthly giving. I am concentrating this long weekend on recovering because this is for the long haul. And look at this beautiful tree, which clearly has enjoyed the overly wet autumn.
