Clouds hung low and dark. Wind swept the trees and bushes. Temperatures hovered in the 60’s then the 50’s. The forecast was for full sun, no clouds and pleasant temperatures. That was how the world appeared as we went toward medical analysis and counsel Monday morning.
When we emerged from the bowels of the medical building, the sun greeted us. So too, the blue, blue sky. Wind was gusty but embracing. Temps were 70-ish and most pleasant. The world welcomed us for the long ride home. Brilliant sunlight. Deep blue sky. Low humidity kept the universe stunningly crisp in appearance.
Our hearts heavy with fear and worry of the future. It will be painful. It will be uncomfortable. The surgery will happen. The medicines will do their job. The body will recover as it will from the intrusion of man-made attempts to fix what is broken.
But the weather is our companion in this. It is sparkling and clear. The sky is very blue. The sun is warm and invigorating. It is helpmate to what we cannot control.
Not all are helped. Some are immune to the tickles of climate. The rest of us are mightily blessed. Our burdens are lightened. Life goes on. Relationships are adjusted as needed. Daily routines change, too. But life goes on. Inexorably. Until it doesn’t. That is for another day when we are better prepared. All of us.
Blue sky. Big sky. Scintillating. Breathless. The future lies ahead. Existence awaits our explorations. Even those who know the limits, the future awaits a very personal exploration and discovery. The journey is personal. For each of us. Alone or with a helper, the journey remains one’s own. Custom and private.
But the sky is there for each of us on our journey. It does not discriminate. It helps us know, feel and live. In whatever realm will be.
June 14, 2019
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