Sc/een.e from a Balcony 2-16-25 7:30am
Stark contrast from yesterday's snow. Today it's a balmy 42 degrees. We'll have to wait to see if Punxatawny Phil's prediction holds out. I'm happy if things don't change. I'm all for Spring starting a little early.
Today I'm meeting one of my former client's just to check in .... the relationship that developed between us was had more of a parental dynamic as they had lost their father in the recent past and I felt the therapeutic relationship was beneficial for each of us according to how it met both of our needs: theirs for guidance and support and mine for the father/son connection. They're great people, with creative talent and a world of opportunity awaits them, but they're not convinced they have what it takes to solve their life dilemma. It's hard when you're young and don't have a lot of 'grown up' male role model support ..... I know from personal experience that this is a fact. I guess that's a big part of why I value this connection.
Pain -2.0
Wonder of all wonders! Just like that, the excruciating bone deep pain that came upon me suddenly the other day in my left thumb base just as quickly and mysteriously vanquished ( I say vanquished rather than vanished because I’m deducing the interventions I applied had some part in the recovery)..At his age, you don't require a rational explanation for things that seem that don't make sense. After spending years trying to reify aspects of the "unthought known", trying to make the abstract concrete, I've arrived at the place where I'm very careful what beliefs I allow to take root in my palette of suppository imaginings that I find great relief in divesting from their entrenchment, and my brain is very happy to prune all the unneeded traffic gumming up the system. This probably makes no sense to anyone but me, but I'm allowing the fukits to become my guiding rudder.
New Harp Journal posted
Yesterday, sans resistance from pesky pain, I spent most of the day perfecting (?) Deborah Henson-Conant's lovely composition "The Nightingale". This would be Harp Journal #131
Love you, dad!
ReplyDeleteSLS you make my heart sing! All the deep feels I have for you. 💜💜💜💜💜
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