Water-winged children splash doggy-paddlers in this river playground of butterflies, helicopter hoppers, revellers in the sunshine. A life-jacketed dog (most peculiar), swims for her life. Cicadas play in the background heat, trees singing out their wildness. Dogs walk their owners at the shallow end. It is one of the odder sights. The Cevennes breeze offers only light relief, waiting for the Sahara plume to arrive in the morning. The rocky sentinel stands watch, from a distance, as it did for our ancient grandmothers, enjoying a day out.
Month: July 2019
The position we find ourselves in
I know. I know. Showing off again. River sounds, canoeists almost white water rafting, just down stream. A splash and a squeal, children playing as if there is no growing up to do. We sit scrambling our eggs, baguette batons buttered lightly, finding ourselves in the direct path of butterflies on their way, finding a river breeze.
Getting over
He said, As a guide to getting over yourself, you settle into yourself, rather than shooing away the troublesome things. If it falls away, it does so by itself. You cannot make it directly happen. *** Settle. Stop for a moment. The risk of surprise and staying present often unsticks us. We do not, he said, have to be at the mercy of our neuroses. *** And when you settle into yourself, remember: How you talk to yourself is as important as how you speak to others.
Inspired by ‘Advice Not Given’ by Mark Epstein.
School Of Blue 