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The Last Sunday

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A beautiful sunny October 25th. It’s the last Sunday of October. I’m in the final stretch of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. My energy and motivation are waning but I am willing myself to finish in good form. I believe in putting in my best effort into every post. Of course some efforts are better than others.

My sister and I are still pumped about our Sunday morning outings. I think our mother is looking out for us on Sundays, sending out sunshine and good weather. The morning air was crisp and calm. The autumn colours were beautiful. We walked further than we did last week. As usual, I took many photos. I’m hoping for some inspiration to start painting again.

We met others on the trail but we were alone at Boffins. We had the gazebo to ourselves. My sister bought cinnamon buns along with coffee. It was lovely and delicious, sipping hot coffee and biting into the sweet buns. I think mom was watching and smiling down on us.

I Have Seen the Wind

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A windy Saturday for day 24 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. My trip to the mall this morning was not exactly a walk in the park. Walking there was not a problem. I bundled and hooded up. The nippy temperature speeded up my steps. The wind blew me forward. All I had to do was to raise my arms up like the winds of an eagle and I flew into the parking lot. Coming home was another matter. I had to dig my heels in, lower my head bend over not to get blown away. I learned to hug fence lines and tall buildings to block the force of the wind.

It is late afternoon and the wind is still blowing. I’ve just finished the last of my first apple pie. I’m getting sleepy from the sugar load. Perhaps I had too big a slice. Trying to get creative with words is alot harder than this morning’s windy walk. I shall persevere though I feel like curling up with a blanket and have a nap. How do you get through these periods of lackadaisy moods? Right in the moment I feel I must be the most bored and boring person in the world.

I have to remember that October can be a dangerous month with shorter days and longer nights. It was still dark at 7:30 this morning. There was no sun to lure me out of bed. I had to rely on my own iniative and willpower. I have to give myself some kudos for morning walk. No matter how I feel I still feel the need to get up, dress up and show up for my life. It’s a motto I’ve adopted from Regina Brett. It has served me well.

A Delicious Day

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Another beautiful sunny September day. I was rewarded with a good night of sleep. It was so sweet and delicious after a sleepless night the day before. I started the day with no explosions. I was successful making a perfect poached egg in the microwave without incident. Sometimes life can be sublime and so can I. Sometimes it is just a matter of attitude.

Now it is early evening. Some of the spark has worn off but I still have the memory of it. My morning walk to the Asian Market in the sun was wonderful. I stopped and had a little rest in the park on the way. It had Puff the Magic Dragon and a crayon to draw with. It reminded me of my many walks with Sheba. We passed here many times. It filled me with memories of our times together and my love of her. There will never another Sheba.

Life doesn’t have to be perfect. Often they are not. It’s days like today that makes them okay.

Urban Forest Bathing

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It’s a near perfect sunny day for this 28th day of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. The house was cool in the morning with cool breezes through the open windows. We are moving through the summer season. The trees are casting longer shadows, providing shade on my morning walk.I am living in an urban forest. Trees flank both sides of the street as far as my eyes can see. The guided forest bathing session on Sunday is still fresh in my memory. I am using it to practice wherever and whenever I am awake and aware to my surroundings. I do not need to make a special trip to a special place.

I try to remember the exercises and the questions. The first is where do I feel most at home. I do feel quite at home walking down my street towards the mall. What is moving? What do I hear? Traffic is the answer to both questions. The movement and noise do not bother me. They are what I am used to having lived on this busy street for so many years.

But it is the first time that I took notice of the many trees that flank both sides of the street and the shadows they cast. It is also the first time I felt the bodily pleasure of walking this street. This street is my friend.I feel safe and loved as if the branches are holding me in their embrace. In this moment I am content and happy.