Trying to move on is sometimes problematic. Something we learn very early on that no matter what, the world does not stop. It keeps moving forward and we keep spinning. It is hard sometimes to step back onto the fast track if you have been hanging out in another dimension. You know when you are part of the world but not really. A bit out of step. A time of exploration and eventual re-entry. I am working hard on the re-entry part right now.
No matter what, there is to be daily activity moving life forward. Another class, a long walk, a trip to the grocery store, a book to read, a bit of laundry. Job Applications, The usual.
All of Seattle has been in a deep freeze. I am not sure how cold, I can only observe what the hummingbirds signal. Each night the feeder freezes. Each morning I put the warm feeder out at a bout 7 a.m. I am greeted with a bitty bitty bird scolding me for not waking up earlier. I try to explain to him that I am shocked he is already up. I know when he tucks himself into a snuggly part of the pine tree, he goes into a kind of hibernation. I suggested to him this morning, he might wait a few more minutes. I have found that earlier delivery of the feeder causes freezing in the bitter cold.
I guess he and I have a lot in common. We don't like to wait.
Oh well. Waiting is highly over-rated. My daughter complains all the time that I should be patient. I don't see why that is a virtue. Okay, maybe it is but there is a huge difference between waiting and being passive. I am just a little more Pro-active in my dotage.
I will keep moving forward. Trusting in the motion and the actions of what needs to be done. I submit to the demands of those that hound me for sustenance
and rejoice in the fact I can actually deliver a bit each day.