4.15.14 Facing The Day

This morning a bouncing 75 lb dog woke me up, and scrambled the cats and pulled little old Shiva out of a sound, old dog sleep.

 And somehow I simply didn't have what I needed to face the day. 

But I did. Face the day. We all do. 

I went around and K smiled and hugged 

and the earth was drinking mightily and happily ,

 when other places have no drinking. 

And I went and dropped him off

 and did a bit of work, 

and it was wonderful; 

and then the swollen river  was simply awe-inspiring

 the showers of heavy rain - comforting, 

and the day evened itself out as it moved along,

 as days do, 

and as we humans do, 

and then we all settle down,

 grateful for another go-around tomorrow.