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SUNRISE, SUNSET

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Not much sun this morning.  There was no sun at all.  I wondered if the sun still rises on mornings like these.  But still, I felt and saw the sun in my mind’s eye as I did my opening qigong move to the sunrise.  I knew that somewhere behind the clouds and mist, the sun was rising and I greeted it to start the day.

Hello day!  You are here for me to fill as I desire.  It does not matter that it is cloudy.  It is still a gift of time to be well spent in whatever it is that pleases me.  And so I breathe in and I breathe out.  I open my arms to the sky.  I feel the energy flowing through me.  And all is copacetic.

I try to mix the order of my movements between the sunrise and sunset.  Being such a creature of habit, it is not so easy.  There is such a sense of discomfort and resistance.  I breathe in and out and continue to find order within my disorder.  Such is life.  There is so much chaos and it is I who must remain calm and constant.

I came to rest at the sunset, crossing and opening my arms to the sky.  I held the ball of chi in my hands and stepped back in honour and bowed to the ancestors.

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ODE TO SUMMER

The sun is out in all its glory this morning.  It is the 27th of August.  Fall is in the air, but it has been a wonderful summer, even with the weather’s unpredictability…..even with all the rain and the ever-present lake in the back alley.

Believe it or not, the City of Saskatoon does listen to its citizens.  And now the lake is no more even after an all-day rain.  I will have to send them another email…one of thank you, for a job well done.

Our garden started off slowly and pitifully.  The lettuce got crowded by the cress.  The beans didn’t show and the peas were sparse.  The radish didn’t radish.  Neither did the kohlrabi and broccoli.  And I wondered if we will get any tomatoes.  Even the sweet pea failed us.  Oh well!  It did look good, lush and green.  Who knew there was hardly anything edible?

But surprise, surprise!  It was not a total failure.  Yesterday I discovered the broccoli did brocc’ed.  I found enough to serve us a meal. There was also a kohlrabi even though it was small and old.  The beans took after a second planting and we’ve had a few meals.  The carrots came, but not enough to satisfy Sheba.  I found a couple of cherry tomatoes turning reddish, too.

So, all in all, the garden is like all of life.  Some things turn out and some didn’t.  Best to make notes for next year.  Learn from our mistakes.  Do more of what works.  Take pride in our labours.  Enjoy the sunrises and sunsets.  Give thanks to the Universe.