This will be the first time I've spent a weekend away from David in a long time. Particularly with him traveling in one direction (Jersey) and me headed to another (Vermont.) Usually only one of us travels at a time, and usually the person is me. It feels very strange.
On Thursday I interrupted my workday with a trip to the Isabella Stewart Gardner museum for a tour led by my friend Biston as part of our new
gift circle.
After a lecture on mindfulness by Jon Kabat-Zinn, I've been inspired to practice noticing when I'm taking things personally. Not to try to halt the behavior, but just to notice.
Each day, I get sent a poem to my email from poets.org. I confess that I immediately delete the long ones.
My life is kind of exploding with human riches. I'm kind of not exaggerating.