Such an intensely stress-saturated day yesterday that I don't think I can even write about it. Just one of those draining days that moves from challenge to challenge - some in my life, some in the lives of friends - without pause or respite.
I think I need to drop back for a while, and not try quite so hard. Spend some time being calm, doing nothing, breathing, noticing, and letting the storm-swirled silt of my thoughts, illusions, fears and projections settle back down to the bottom of my pond of being.
I've been reading poetry instead of novels lately. Here's a lovely gem from Galway Kinnell:
Whatever happens. Whatever
what is is is what
I want. Only that. But that.
I'll see if my body agrees to let go into sleep now...