Today I love finding my way back onto the water and suddenly realizing that I belong there as much as I belong anywhere. I love that I was halfway through our evening paddle before I realized we were out there, that I had just naturally fallen into my job as steerer and that we were all just working the way we had trained all last season, in sync and going strong. I love that our little boat found its way easily back to our harbor after its winter rest. I love that it did exactly what it was supposed to do, that its spirit was easy to feel underneath us, that it has a magic that allows it to connect the water and the air and make a place for us between those two elements where we can live life with determination and tenacity, breathe deeply, pull hard and make the dragon rise, watch it dance, feel it fly. I love that the team is enthusiastic and the season is well begun. I love that the trailer towed easily and that I made it through town to the launch without any trouble at all. I love that I get to participate in this activity. I love that I am feeling pretty good but that I am feeling the muscles I used last night to stay standing upright on my two foot by three foot platform on the top of the back of the boat. I love that it looks like I’m just standing there when I am steering the boat but it takes a fair bit of core strength to stay up there and not fall off.
Today I love that I am at my Wednesday Office and working. I love that the words are flowing, though I do seem to be wandering off to other things a bit and may have purchased a couple of things online already. I love that this morning I was thinking about how many of the things I dreamed about as a child have come true, and how so very many of them are part of my phone. I love that when we were children we had walkie-talkies that had long metal antennas and a range of about 500 yards if we held them just so, and now we can talk to each other over miles in much the same way. I love that I had thought about having a device that would display any map I wanted, and now my phone will do that and even show me exactly where I am. I love that I dreamed about being able to play games by myself but have “someone” to play against and now I do that on my phone, playing against the phone sometimes and against other people who are nowhere near me physically. I love that all these things would have been like magic to the younger me and here I am taking them for granted now and every now and then realizing how far we’ve come.
Today I love panettone. I love that the street outside my Wednesday office is calling me to go for a walk. I love that there is warmth in the air these days. I love that coffee doesn’t stain black t-shirts. I love greens, eggs, and ham fried rice, a sort of Chinese Dr. Seuss meal.
Today I love drinking coffee in the Wednesday office while the street calls softly to me to come see what the wolrd is looking like and feeling like and smelling like today, and I may soon go.