sun through clouds

The sunlight seeks us …

Today I love the sunshine, though there seems to be very little of it so far. I love that I have seen it a couple of times on the road this morning, piercing the clouds, shining bolts of glorious light finding spots on the beautiful bay to ignite and warm that little extra bit, tickling the waves and flashing a little kindness around for the lucky few to see. I love that some people are like sunshine, they wander into and through your life, popping in and out now and then and always shining in glancing blasts of the light of caring and joy as they pass by. I love that it is easy to imagine that everyone could be that person to someone somewhere in the world. I love that some people are so obviously like that to many. I love that this day is warm and summery and the rest of the week is threatening to continue to be summer which is as it should be. I love that there is a lot of time before winter arrives, and I love that I will not waste it complaining about the weather we’ve had which we cannot change, nor the weather we are having which we also cannot change. I love that I revel in every season and recognize that I prefer some weather over other weather, but that I accept all the weather all the time. I love that life is a beautiful, sweet procession of different adversities and the joy comes from getting through them.

Today I love that, although there is a lot of noise here, I have arrived and am working in my Wednesday office. I love that I am rolling through my day’s work. I love that I get to write more and more these days. I love that I’m now doing podcasts with a friend from New York on a regular basis. I love that the podcasts are fun mostly, but contain what I hope are helpful observations. I love how Wednesdays make me aware that not every day needs to be the same as the last one. I love that I realize that not everyday is a gem, but every day has some sparkle in it. I love that dolomite might not have any value to it but it is still as pretty as gold. I love that we were on the water last night with a light crew in the dragon boat and we had a good time.

Today I love the way my community is crying out in their pain of loss for our friend, and gathering together in their celebration of having known him. I love how we all knew a little part of him and together we portray a better picture of Bob than any camera could ever have captured. I love how we are a better community as a result of having known him. I love how we are an image, not of who he was, but of the direction he was going, forward, always forward to the good. I love that having realized this, I will not let us lose momentum if I can help it in any way. I love that no person can fix the things that are wrong in this world, but any person can make things a little bit better. I love those who know and show that.

Today I love drinking coffee in my Wednesday office while the diligent sun tries to shine through.