It's been in the sixties overnight and the water temperature in the pool is approaching "no can do". I've recognized it's what I say aloud on that hot, sunny day late in summer when I go down the later, and by mid-calf, I can't go any further.
Today, I pushed it and by the time I was standing on the bottom, I was largely numb. Not good, so I skipped the cleaning routine and climbed aboard the floatie. Skimming the surface was do-able. Weatherwise, I might have a few more days like today. It's a strange flavor of sad.
I may do more of these. Make them a page. Reading the cards gives me a fine kind of buzz. Like there's more oxygen than I'm used to. Feels a lot like writing.
3 comments:
like very much the reading of the Cards, I miss them in my life.
hope you continue
It's my only spiritual practice. I'll try to find a pace that works.
This would be helpful- cards with subtitles. I could also pull cards and send you an image for the reading.
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