Summer weekend

"It's a glorious privilege to live, to behold, to know, to love. To look up at the blue summer sky, to see the sun sink slowly beyond the horizon, to watch the worlds come twinkling into view. And you and I are here." - Marco Morrow

It was just your standard early August in Texas kind of weekend.  The heat wasn't completely unbearable due to some friendly cloud cover.  It's supposed to rain today, but then it was supposed to rain yesterday.  Our next door neighbor, who's about 80, was out with a sledgehammer in the midday heat all weekend.  He's breaking up some concrete on his side of the fence.  Hubby thinks he's doing it just to irritate us.  (They had some heated words recently about who was responsible for some serious storm damage.).  I've never liked the guy.  He hangs on to his wife's hand like he's got her on some kind of leash. 

I was completely wiped out on Friday and fell asleep sitting up a couple of times.  It's hard to remember that just because they're not medically torturing me anymore doesn't mean my body is well. It's so frustrating not to be able to be more active.  It's a tension I'm trying to learn to deal with through mindulness.  

Speaking of mindfulness, I saw Pema Chodron on PBS this weekend.  What a wonderful face!  There are very faint frown lines, but many laugh lines around her mouth.  The interview reminded me of how critical it is to maintain my practice.  I've had quite a few reminders lately and I've been acting on those reminders.  I meditated twice this weekend.  She noted that it's important to confront what it is in us that causes us to bear hatred towards others.  For a while now, I've been praying specifically for help in giving up the rage, hatred and resentment I harbor in my heart.  Facing my own narcissistic wounds might help that process along. 

Hubby finished up his latest book and I read the forward.  He's really an excellent writer and the references he cited were diverse and many.  I frequently forget just how good he really is and that it was that gift that drew us together from the beginning.  On the other hand, there is absolutely no money to be made writing nonfiction books for university publishers.  I thought we had an agreement that there would be no more books until cash flow issues are resolved.  

Looking for something to celebrate?  Today is Picnic Day in Australia. My husband took me on a couple of picnics during our honeymoon.  Very romantic.

America held hostage day 1649

Bushism of the day;

"Because the — all which is on the table begins to address the big cost drivers.For example, how benefits are calculate, for example, is on the table; whether or not benefits rise based upon wage increases or price increases. There's a series of parts of the formula that are being considered. And when you couple that, those different cost drivers, affecting those — changing those with personal accounts, the idea is to get what has been promised more likely to be — or closer delivered to what has been promised. Does that make any sense to you? It's kind of muddled." --explaining his plan to save Social Security, Tampa, Fla., Feb. 4, 2005