This is my last blog for a week. I'm going to visit my daughter, son-in-law and granddaughter. It will be the granddaughter's second birthday. I'll also see my best friend and maybe a couple of other people I know. I haven't been on a trip since last October. We're trying to budget to get used to retirement when it comes, and we've been busy with the holidays and singing rehearsals and the usual small details of life. And as the cliche goes - time flies. In fact it hurls past as I attempt to catch a glimpse of the moment, to be in it. There is a definite acceleration. That's why meditating is so useful. It's an emphatic braking. Whoa, now, slow down a minute and let me catch up and notice what is flitting through my mind and what my body is feeling.
Of course, it's raining today and I have a few errands to do before I leave, and a doctor's appointment and some phone calls to make. I'm still HERE not THERE. Transitions are tricky, as I tend to jump the gun and imagine myself there before I am. I'm excited, and nervous, and sort of running through a mental list. I can't decide between a cotton coat on the plane or a warmer down vest. I can laugh at my preoccupations, and yet it's difficult to erase them. Travel is unsettling. It shakes us up, and we need that shaking, no doubt, but I try not to forget it's not easy either.
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