#306 - Ups and downs
It has been shit no doubt. 2020. Began with wildfires in Australia and then the breakdown - collective - both physical and mental - of society. I no longer listen to the news. I try and find connections within the spaces I can find these things and then ignore everything else. But just now, when I sat down to start writing a surge of deep thankfulness rose. As I regarded the darkness outside, the window a sheet of mystery, I was grateful that I could sit here, inside, warm and do this self indulgent thing - write.
Being in Forest School this year, these short two months pass - well two and a half months pass, has meant that I am outside all the time. It has meant that I am listening to the wind in the trees, lighting a fire on a regular basis, watching the clouds racing, getting out in all weathers and breaking that mental barrier or working outdoors.
Last night I dreamt a friend had died. It was so real that I wanted to wake up and phone them. It was chilling. Also I didn't know would I attend their funeral? The older I get the more funerals I attend. Three funerals already this year.
I am tired. I am REALLY tired. I am so looking forward to the holidays. Which is in exactly a month's time.
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