I regressed yesterday, sliding into whining and complaining not just to the open empty room, but publicly. I hurt a friend’s feelings (sorry, Trudy) and evoked a couple of constructive conversations, including a virtual one with a friend in California (thanks, Jim). In the midst of the morass came an unwitting call from my son who knew nothing of the events of the evening nor my slide into the depths of public lament since we are not connected on social media. I got a lot of sympathy, a fair amount of empathy, and one or two butt-kickings. A few people appreciated the sentiments which I expressed about powerlessness. One person told me that my post “was the most important of the day” because it reminded us that we should reach out to others. (Sandy, you made my day!)
All in all, the experience taught a compelling lesson and I am still digesting it. So I don’t have thoughts to share quite yet. In the meantime, here is one of my favorite poems for you to enjoy. Have an awesome day.
“There Will Be Rest”
There will be rest, and sure stars shining
Over the roof-tops crowned with snow,
A reign of rest, serene forgetting,
The music of stillness holy and low.
I will make this world of my devising
Out of a dream in my lonely mind.
I shall find the crystal of peace, – above me
Stars I shall find.