Bone Blog

Today, Sunday, was one of those rare, fresh crisp clean days.

The light was so generous, the air offered the promise of an early spring. I slept in being a Sunday and was surprised when my eyes opened slowly to the light in my room, id slept so deeply the light did not wake me up, im not sure what stirred me but i was surprised by the amount of light in the room.

Sundays i make a generous breakfast for the family and we all converge at the dining table well rested at 11.30am, and today with the sun we were all cheerful and enjoyed a fluffy french toast

with Canadian maple syrup.

After breakfast Neville and i embarked on a walk with the dogs then something as simple as a bit of shopping for dinner and then home again.. A day where nothing extraordinary happened yet my world felt complete.

Speaking of which, the world still reflects a dreadful noise and headlines don't soften because the sun out in a radiant sky, but today I chose to close that curtain, and not to feed off its negativity.

Instead i paid full attention to what was in reach.

A tidy room

A shared Brunch

A stretch of sunlight

A website taking shape

I did not come here till id spent the day. It is now sunset.

When the day was folding, when the sun was closing, all felt right with my life. Like filling a small bucket with pretty stones one at a time, and deliberately, believing they will last.

I hold onto the sentimental moments, those that remind me that life is astonishingly rich and beautiful in short bursts. That control is limited but not entirely absent.

I cannot organize or fix this world......

But i can write on a page what stirs me

I can adjust what is available to me

I can build life structures that hold

I can make my small window of this world functional and beautiful no matter how full or empty my purse is

So to this crazy world that wants to separate me, unnerve me and turn me inside out, this is my own silent protest!