The garden crew have had to abandon all efforts for several days, until the mud dries out. The next big task is to lay gravel over a membrane covering most of the ground.
But yesterday evening, the mist came down and all was still, lending an air of mystery to the surrounding hills and fields.
Nicholas
Wow....there has been a lot of rain...
But all the cloud and darkness has created dramatic skies and equally dramatic conditions for the workers, who had to leave yesterday after only an hour's work...the slippery mud was unsafe for the power equipment and even the wheelbarrow tire was creating a rut, which was soon getting filled to the brim with the copious downpours...
It is a discipline, to be sure, to be patient and accept what I have no power over. This seems obvious, and externally, of course, there is no other choice but to do so....the big challenge has been to move my internal dialogue, my feelings, my thoughts....I usually do this quite well, staying positive and enthusiastic...but yesterday was tougher. I felt more like the weather, gloomy and overly saturated with emotions that looked like this sky.
Today is a new day, my spirit has lifted quite a lot, and I am aware that I am quite tired...it has been a big push from last May until now...in psychology there is a phrase called "the window of tolerance". The aim is to have a large capacity to field unexpected events and stressors...my window was nearly closed yesterday....
In the garden, the wind sculpture echoes the counsel Nicholas lovingly gave me...things change quickly if we allow them to...first one direction, one feeling dominates, but soon the wind shifts, the sculpture rotates in the opposite direction and the challenging emotion gives way to something gentler and calmer...as I grow in wisdom, I recognise that allowing all my emotions, all my thoughts, to be present...that the gift of observation, with compassionate understanding...this is the gift I give to my Self...
Judy
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