Day 9, September 11th, 2009
I woke up yesterday morning, and saw that my roses, which were a mess all summer, had bloomed. So I started my September 11th meditating on this Peace rose:
The one next to it is McCartney, so I mused on it too:
Then, I realized on my way to work that everyone else has clearly gotten the memo about Fall. Best example is the golf course I drive through on my way to work, which all summer has had pairs or foursomes or families of golfers all over it. Yesterday morning- no golfers. Only geese.
Who tells them? I keep seeing bunches of leaves and thinking it's an anomaly....
See? It's not the whole tree- just one branch. Right? RIGHT?????
The labyrinth greeted me at 8 this morning, and the sun was already slipping behind clouds----
58 degrees, hazy.
I was fascinated with the u-turns. Sometimes they are halfway around the circle, and sometimes there are only a few steps and then another.
I'm surprised that, even when I'm walking regularly, I never quite see the u-turns coming. And often, the turn goes in the "wrong" direction to where I think I'm heading. Well, if THAT isn't like life....!
I spent the walk lifting up the day, all the effects of Sept. 11, throughout the country and the world. It's so overwhelming. Walking, breathing, thinking about that day- that was the best I could do.
Then I saw the Rock of the Day: It had these leaning, Twin Towers-like stripes:
Hmmm. Footgear of the Day: Hushpuppies and hand knit socks. Wearing homemade socks is a little like carrying your blanket all day, except no one knows. (Unless you suck your thumb...!)