Just when I start feeling stronger, heart full, mind clear…something hits me again. Stomach hurts, head hurts…I sit, meditate, or try to catch up on some much needed sleep. Yesterday I plunked on the piano for the first time in….who knows how long. Trying to find some music for a tribute I’m working on for next weekend. Shall I call it the pre-memorial? I’m not sure but something was telling me I needed to tell my story of my final hours with Uncle Hal. And there’s probably some other messages weaved in there that I’m only just now unearthing.
One thing I’ve let go this year is my photoblog ritual. Perhaps I’ll be re-committing to this again. In any case here are a some photos from before Uncle Hal died. Oh and part of today’s horoscope: Relax your resistance and trust your intuition to teach you how to navigate the murky waters of your heart.